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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[Loud Laughter heard, I went to know]
Loud Laughter heard, I went to knowThe reason of that sudden Mirth,
And what it was that gave it Birth;
Which was a Sot would needs pretend to show
With Ale-drops spilt upon the Bench,
A New Invention to intrench;
Make a Quart-pot to represent a Town,
And then with Cannon of Tobacco-pipe,
Which shews he was invention-ripe,
The Pewter Cittadell beat down.
Then two large Streams together joyn
To represent the River Boyne;
With broken Pipes then represent
How over it our Army went.
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While Pipes still falling from the Table
Did shew the Flight of beaten Rabble:
And all this done with seeming rage,
So serious in his trifling was the Fool;
Pity to France he is not sent,
Where he Preferment cannot wan't,
Or else be whipt and sent again to School.
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