A postscript to the new Bath guide A Poem by Anthony Pasquin [i.e. John Williams] |
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 | A postscript to the new Bath guide |  |
CHRISTIAN ADMONITION.
A TALE.
WHEN bulwark-rending Winds in stern NovemberDisturb'd the bosom of the briny ocean,
A circumstance occurr'd, I well remember,
Which put my doubts of Priestly Zeal in motion.
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Where Famine seldom finds a tender host:
While a huge Vicar was all-furious ranting,
And on the attributes of Heav'n descanting,
A Man, half breathless, ran into the Church,
And bawl'd—a Ship was driven on the shore!—
The congregation rais'd a hideous roar,
And rose to leave the Parson in the lurch.
Stop! rav'd the Priest, I have a word to say—
Before you run and pounce upon your prey,
Let me, I charge ye, utter a short prayer:
But first I must come down, my Christian chickens—
Report, my brethren, says, we've got a wreck,
From whence you all expect some pretty pickings:
As that's the case, let no one break his neck—
We'll all start fair.—
| A postscript to the new Bath guide | |