Odes and Addresses to Great People By John Hamilton Reynolds: 3rd ed. |
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ODE TO H. BODKIN, ESQ. SECRETARY TO THE SOCIETY FOR THE SUPPRESSION OF MENDICITY. |
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ODE TO H. BODKIN, ESQ. SECRETARY TO THE SOCIETY FOR THE SUPPRESSION OF MENDICITY.
“This is your charge—you shall comprehend all vagrom men.”—
Much Ado about Nothing.
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Hail, King of Shreds and Patches, hail,Disperser of the Poor!
Thou Dog in office, set to bark
All beggars from the door!
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Great overseer of overseers,And Dealer in old rags!
Thy public duty never fails,
Thy ardour never flags!
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Oh, when I take my walks abroad,How many Poor I miss!
Had Doctor Watts walk'd now a days,
He would have written this!
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So well thy Vagrant catchers prowl,So clear thy caution keeps
The path—O, Bodkin, sure thou hast
The eye that never sleeps!
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No Belisarius pleads for alms,No Benbow lacketh legs;
The pious man in black is now
The only man that begs!
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Street-Handels are disorganiz'd,Disbanded every band!—
The silent scraper at the door
Is scaree allow'd to stand'
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7
The Sweeper brushes with his broom,The Carstairs with his chalk
Retires,—the Cripple leaves his stand,
But cannot sell his walk.
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The old Wall-blind resigns the wall,The Camels hide their humps,
The Witherington without a leg
Mayn't beg upon his stumps!
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Poor Jack is gone, that used to doffHis batter'd tatter'd hat,
And show his dangling sleeve, alas!
There seem'd no arm in that!
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Oh! was it such a sin to airHis true blue naval rags,
Glory's own trophy, like St. Paul,
Hung round with holy flags!
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Thou knowest best. I meditate,My Bodkin, no offence!
Let us, henceforth, but guard our pounds,
Thou dost protect our pence!
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Well art thou pointed 'gainst the Poor,For, when the Beggar Crew
Bring their petitions, thou art paid,
Of course, to “run them through.”
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Doubtless thou art what Hamlet meant—To wretches the last friend;
What ills can mortals have, they can't
“With a bare Bodkin” end?
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