The Poems of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Volume 2 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 423 pages of information about The Poems of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Volume 2.

The Poems of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Volume 2 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 423 pages of information about The Poems of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Volume 2.
they have took,
      As our governors strictly require;—­
I say they are men—­(and I’m a judge, ye all know,)
That would our most excellent laws overthrow;
For the greater part of them to church never go;
Or, what’s much the same, it by very great chance is,
If e’er they partake of her wise ordinances. 
Their aim is, no doubt,
Were they made to speak out,
To pluck down the queen, that they make all this rout;
      And to set up, moreover,
      A bastardly brother;
Or at least to prevent the House of Hanover. 
      Ye gentlemen of the jury,
      What means all this fury,
      Of which I’m inform’d by good hands, I assure ye;
This insulting of persons by blows and rude speeches,
And breaking of windows, which, you know, maketh breaches? 
      Ye ought to resent it,
      And in duty present it,
      For the law is against it;
Not only the actors engaged in this job,
But those that encourage and set on the mob: 
The mob,[2] a paw word, and which I ne’er mention,
But must in this place, for the sake of distinction. 
I hear that some bailiffs and some justices
Have strove what they could, all this rage to suppress;
      And I hope many more
      Will exert the like power,
      Since none will, depend on’t,
      Get a jot of preferment. 
But men of this kidney, as I told you before.—­
I’ll tell you a story:  Once upon a time,
Some hot-headed fellows must needs take a whim,
      And so were so weak
      (Twas a mighty mistake)
      To pull down and abuse
      Bawdy-houses and stews;
Who, tried by the laws of the realm for high-treason,
Were hang’d, drawn, and quarter’d for that very reason. 
      When the time came about
      For us all to set out,
We went to take leave of the queen;
      Where were great men of worth,
      Great heads and so forth,
The greatest that ever were seen: 
      And she gave us a large
      And particular charge;—­
      Good part on’t indeed
      Is quite out of my head;—­
      But I remember she said,
We should recommend peace and good neighbourhood, wheresoever we came; and so I do here; For that every one, not only men and their wives, Should do all that they can to lead peaceable lives; And told us withal, that she fully expected A special account how ye all stood affected; When we’ve been at St. James’s, you’ll hear of the matter. 
      Again then I charge ye,
      Ye men of the clergy,
      That ye follow the track all
      Of your own Bishop Blackall,
      And preach, as ye should,
      What’s savoury and good;
      And together all cling,
      As it were, in a string;
Not falling out, quarrelling one with another,
Now we’re treating with Monsieur,—­that son of his mother.

Then proceeded on the common matters of the law; and concluded: 

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