Could Swell The Soul To Rage, Or

Among Our Crimes Oblivion May Be Set.

A Satirical Poet Is The Check Of The Laymen On Bad Priests.

When He Spoke, What Tender Words He Used! So Softly, That Like Flakes Of Feathered Snow, They Melted As They Fell.

By Education Most Have Been Misled; So They Believe, Because They Were Bred. The Priest Continues Where The Nurse Began, And Thus The Child Imposes On The Man.

Beware Of The Fury Of The Patient Man.