The School of Politicks or, the humours of a coffee-house: a poem. The Second Edition Corrected and much Enlarged by the Author [i.e. Edward Ward] |
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[The place no manner of distinction knew]
The place no manner of distinction knew,'Twixt Christian, Heathen, Turk, or Jew,
The Fool and the Philospher
Sate close by one another here,
And Quality no more was understood
Than Mathematicks were before the Floud.
Here sate a Knight, by him a rugged Sailer;
Next him a Son of Mars,
Adorn'd with honourable Scars;
By them a Courtier, and a Woman's Taylor:
A Barber and a Barister at Law,
Who ne'er before each other saw,
Were hotly prating I assure ye
Of Kings de facto and de jure.
A Tradesman and a grave Divine,
Sate talking of Affairs beyond the Line;
Whilst in a Corner of the Room
Sate a fat Quack, the fam'd Poetick Tom,
Pleas'd to hear Advertisements read,
Where 'mongst lost Dogs, and other fav'rite Breed,
His famous Pills were chronicled:
The half Box eighteen Pills for eighteen Pence,
Though 'tis too cheap in any Man's own Sense.
Lawyers and Clients, Sharpers and their Cullies,
Quakers, Pimps, Atheists, Mountebanks and Bullies,
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The place, like Noah's Ark, receives 'em all.
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