Songs Controversial By Silent Long [i.e. T. T. Lynch] |
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COURTS CONFIDENTIAL. |
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XI. COURTS CONFIDENTIAL.
An open court, full in the glare
Of the great public eye,
Can never be the proper place
A heretic to try:
When holy men in conclave meet,
There's one thing most essential;
They must upon a footing treat,
Entirely confidential.
Of the great public eye,
Can never be the proper place
A heretic to try:
When holy men in conclave meet,
There's one thing most essential;
They must upon a footing treat,
Entirely confidential.
The public eye will sometimes flash
With keen indignant glances
That through ecclesiastic nerves
Would run like fiery lances:
The Churchman to the Public says,
Where, Sir, is your credential?
Pray don't intrude in an affair
Entirely confidential.
With keen indignant glances
That through ecclesiastic nerves
Would run like fiery lances:
The Churchman to the Public says,
Where, Sir, is your credential?
Pray don't intrude in an affair
Entirely confidential.
The Pillory may public be,
But private, Sir, the trial;
Or heretics might every charge
Rebut with firm denial;
Convict the orthodox of sin
By arguments potential:—
The court must be for us to win,
Entirely confidential.
But private, Sir, the trial;
Or heretics might every charge
Rebut with firm denial;
Convict the orthodox of sin
By arguments potential:—
The court must be for us to win,
Entirely confidential.
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