Divinity and Morality in Robes of Poetry Composed for the Recreations of the Courteous and Ingenious. By the Author Tho. Jordan |
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The CHARACTER of a Corrupt
States-Man, that is solely
devoted to Selfe-Ends, But pretends to Piety.
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The CHARACTER of a Corrupt States-Man, that is solely devoted to Selfe-Ends, But pretends to Piety.
A Corrupt Statist is a thing in whomThere is contract all Evill that can come:
The soule of Satan in a Saint's disguise,
The grand Elixir of Hypocrisies:
The secret Issue of long-lurking spight,
The Prince of darknesse in a robe of light.
His tongue is tipt with Mercy, but his Maw
(If he be mov'd) disgorgeth Golgotha:
He is the root of Ruine, Mischief's Mint,
The Alcharon put in Geneva print;
The saddest object Peace can fix her eyes on,
Whose Prayers are Pistolls, and his Tears are Poyson;
He hath (if the old Maxime doe not misse)
Judas his soule by Metempsychosis:
And (that it may profoundly be undone)
Can kisse a Country to confusion:
To that point where Ambition doth conduct,
All Evil shall assist, no Bloud obstruct:
He is the Peoples Servant in esteem,
But (in effect) they are all Slaves to him:
He hath a vayle to varnish every vice
He doth commit, but monstrous Avarice;
That sin is so gygantick, all his wit
(Put in pretences) cannot cover it:
Sate simpering at Supper, unbetray'd,
Till (by unusuall chance) a Mouse she saw
Crosse ore the Board, then she began to claw:
So is his nature sleek'd with soft applause,
Till Pride or Profit make him spread his Pawes:
From him all sly dissimulations issue,
His loyns bear Sack-cloth when his heart wears tissue.
He seemes to pray and unto God alone,
Though (in his heart) he doth beleeve there's none.
Where he bears rule, that Nation needs no Rod,
He is a Devill in the Name of God.
Attend, and you shall heare him (though in brief)
Rehearse the Articles of his Belief.
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