Quaint Gleanings from Ancient Poetry by Edmund Goldsmid
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They'll make the Rascal stink at stake,
And so, like a Knave, let's leave him. [Footnote 6: By an old law, butchers and surgeons were unable to serve on juries.] THE BRAWNY BISHOP'S COMPLAINT. TO THE TUNE OF "PACKINGTON'S POUND." I. When B----t [7] perceiv'd the beautiful Dames, Who flock'd to the Chapel of Holy St. _James_, On their Lovers the kindest Looks did bestow, And smil'd not on him while he bellow'd below, To the Princess he went With Pious intent This dangerous Ill in the Church to prevent: "O Madam!" quoth he, "our Religion is lost If the Ladies thus ogle the Knights of the Toast. II. "Your Highness observes how I labour and sweat Their Affections to raise, and new Flames to beget; |
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