Page:The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift, Volume 18.djvu/475

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ST. PATRICKS BIRTHDAY.
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But least unruly passion should
Degrade them into flesh and blood,
An angel quick from Heaven descends,
And he at once the contest ends:
"Ye reverend pair from discord cease,
Ye both mistake the present case;
One kingdom cannot have pretence
To so much virtue! so much sense!
Search Heaven's record; and there you'll find,
That he was born for all mankind."

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