The Modern World disrob'd or, both sexes Stript of their pretended vertue. In Two Parts. First, Of the Ladies. Secondly, Of the Gentlemen. With Familiar Descant upon every Character [by Edward Ward] |
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The Dignify'd Adulterer:
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The Dignify'd Adulterer:
OR, The Libertine of Title.
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The
mighty Man, that rides in State,
Puff'd up with Wealth and Title;
Altho' his Sins are ne'er so great,
The Scandal is but little.
Puff'd up with Wealth and Title;
Altho' his Sins are ne'er so great,
The Scandal is but little.
His publick Grandeur puts a Gloss
Upon his Crimes and Vices;
And tho' his Sins are ne'er so gross,
They never want Disguises.
Upon his Crimes and Vices;
And tho' his Sins are ne'er so gross,
They never want Disguises.
What tho' h' as basely kill'd a Man
Wallow'd in Fornications?
His Chaplain soon can wash him clean,
With pious Dedications.
Wallow'd in Fornications?
His Chaplain soon can wash him clean,
With pious Dedications.
The Poets too will draw their Pens,
To vindicate his Honour;
Because they hope, to make Amends,
He'll prove a lib'ral Donor.
To vindicate his Honour;
Because they hope, to make Amends,
He'll prove a lib'ral Donor.
Designing Rogues and humble Slaves,
For Riches only prize Men;
And he that wins the Fools and Knaves,
Need never fear the wise Men.
For Riches only prize Men;
And he that wins the Fools and Knaves,
Need never fear the wise Men.
Sappho obtain'd a God-like Fame,
By Parrots Proclamation;
So the rich Fool oft gets a Name,
By Poets Dedication.
By Parrots Proclamation;
So the rich Fool oft gets a Name,
By Poets Dedication.
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If mighty Gods can thus be made,
By Birds unskilful chatt'ring;
What can't the Muses (if well pay'd)
Accomplish, by their flatt'ring?
By Birds unskilful chatt'ring;
What can't the Muses (if well pay'd)
Accomplish, by their flatt'ring?
'Tis they that cheat the Apes and Owls,
With Songs of Praise and Satyr;
And, by their Arts, draw little Fools
To idolize the greater.
With Songs of Praise and Satyr;
And, by their Arts, draw little Fools
To idolize the greater.
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