Vulgar words in The Methodist - A Poem (Page 1)

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Hence ev'ry Blockhead, Knave, and Dunce, Start into Preachers all at once (p. 29).

~   ~   ~   Sentence 253   ~   ~   ~

Nor would his _Malice_ triumph less, To _damn_ where _God_ design'd to _bless_.

~   ~   ~   Sentence 273   ~   ~   ~

Hence ev'ry Blockhead, Knave, and Dunce, Start into Preachers all at once.

~   ~   ~   Sentence 302   ~   ~   ~

The Town was left, and now his Flight Bore to the _North_ the horrid _Sprite_; Now had he travers'd many a League, And felt, as _Spirits_ feel, Fatigue, When, in a dark, romantic Wood, In which an antique Mansion stood, He spied, close to a Hovel-door, A _Saint_ conversing with his _Whore_.

~   ~   ~   Sentence 318   ~   ~   ~

Know then, you're not what You profess, Her Son, whose Lands you do possess; No--Thou'rt _my wayward Son_, a Witch Litter'd thee in a loathsome Ditch; And (for all Creatures love the Young Which from their proper Loins are sprung) To this old Mansion thee convey'd, And in an Infant's Cradle laid: And when the _Sorc'ress_ plac'd thee there, She stole away the _native Heir_-- Right well hast Thou, my Boy, repaid The _Obligations_ on thee laid, And to thy Parents' Int'rest true Hast prov'd thy Fortunes were thy due-- Go on--and, if thou canst, do more (But 't may not be) than heretofore-- Keep the same Path You always trod, And be an Enemy to _God_; Apply your Fortune to oppress, And harrass _Virtue_ with Distress; To hide your Blemishes use Paint, To screen the _Villain_ play the _Saint_; Affect _Religion_, _Church_ frequent, Kneel, _seem_ to pray, and keep up _Lent_-- _Charity_ too must be display'd, But _Charity in Masquerade_; Give _Alms_--but not to those that need, But only for the _Gallows feed_; Whene'er you meet a _preaching Thief_, Be prompt to reach him out Relief; If _Liars_, _Flatt'rers_, _Pandars_, _Pimps_, Or any of my vagrant Imps, Approach Thee, to thy Mansion take, And give them Welcome for my Sake; But _needy Merit_ must not dare To hope with these _thy Alms_ to share, Commit _that_ to the _Bridewell_-lash, But give it neither _Food_ nor _Cash_; Distinguish'd Honour shalt thou gain In _Pandæmonium_, for thy Pain.

~   ~   ~   Sentence 321   ~   ~   ~

He said--and quick as Thought withdrew, And to th' infernal Regions flew; Blue sulph'rous streaks the Peasants scare, Marking his passage thro' the Air-- _Libidinoso_ left behind, Began revolving in his Mind His Master's Promises, and sigh'd To have them fully ratified; Then homeward plodded, (but, be sure, Before he went, he kiss'd his Whore) Resolv'd, if possible, on more And greater Evils than before.

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