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The Hind and the Panther.
There Chanticleer was drawn upon his knees
Adoring Shrines, and Stocks of Sainted Trees,
And by him, a mishapen, ugly Race;
The Curse of God was seen on ev'ry Face:
No Holland Emblem could that Malice mend,
But still the worse the look the fitter for a Fiend.
Adoring Shrines, and Stocks of Sainted Trees,
And by him, a mishapen, ugly Race;
The Curse of God was seen on ev'ry Face:
No Holland Emblem could that Malice mend,
But still the worse the look the fitter for a Fiend.
The Master of the Farm displeas'd to find
So much of Rancour in so mild a kind,
Enquir'd into the Cause, and came to know,
The Passive Church had struck the foremost blow:
With groundless Fears, and Jealousies possest,
As if this troublesome intruding Guest
Would drive the Birds of Venus, from their Nest.
A Deed his inborn Equity abhorr'd,
But Int'rest will not trust, tho God should plight his Word.
So much of Rancour in so mild a kind,
Enquir'd into the Cause, and came to know,
The Passive Church had struck the foremost blow:
With groundless Fears, and Jealousies possest,
As if this troublesome intruding Guest
Would drive the Birds of Venus, from their Nest.
A Deed his inborn Equity abhorr'd,
But Int'rest will not trust, tho God should plight his Word.
A Law, the Source of many Future harms,
Had banish'd all the Poultry from the Farms;
Had banish'd all the Poultry from the Farms;
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