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Valentine Verses

or, Lines of Truth, Love, and Virtue. By the Reverend Richard Cobbold
 
 

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WOLVES PULLING DOWN A DEER.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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WOLVES PULLING DOWN A DEER.

This timid deer, pursued, and ta'en,
Is victim of a treach'rous crew,
These wolves are like a sland'rous train
Who've nothing else to do,
But ever hungry, growl and snap, and sneer,
Both hunt and persecute a timid deer.
The first and basest is Pretence,
A wolf of subtle form,
Who, 'neath the garb of Innocence,
Creeps slowly like a worm:
The first howe'er to tell with horrid smile,
The wicked tale of treachery and guile.
Envy, comes next, so glad to see
The prospect of some prey,
She shows her teeth, and seems in glee,
Delighted to betray.
Pride, Hate, Revenge, and Folly follow after,
With hope of sport, in roars of savage laughter.

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O can it be! that women share
In sport of such a kind?
It cannot be, for women are
So famed for heart and mind;
It cannot be, the Poet must be wrong!
Sure Women, never to such crew belong?
Fair Lady, pardon me, but I have seen,
I do not tell thee where,
Not here to night, upon the Green,
Such pulling down a deer!
Where'er we see it, let us, then defy
And justly satirize such infamy.