Saw'st thou euer @3Siquis@1 patch'd on @3Pauls@1 Church dore, To seeke some vacant Vicarage before? Who wants a Churchman, that can seruice sey, Read fast, and faire, his monthly Homiley? And wed, and bury, and make Christen-soules? Come to the leftside Alley of Saint @3Poules.@1 Thou seruile Foole: why could'st thou not repaire To buy a Benefice at Steeple-Faire? There moughtest thou for but a slender price, Aduouson thee with some fat benefice: Or if thee list not wait for dead mens shoo'n, Nor pray ech-morn th'Incumbents daies were doone: A thousand Patrons thither ready bring, Their new-falne Churches to the Chaffering, Stake three yeares @3Stipend:@1 no man asketh more: Go take possession of the Church-porch-doore: And ring the bels: lucke stroken in thy fist: The Parsonage is thine, or ere thou wist. Saint @3Fooles@1 of @3Gotam@1 mought thy parish bee, For this thy base and seruile @3Symonie.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UTOPIA by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON YOUTH'S PROGENY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON BRIDAL SONG by GEORGE CHAPMAN (1559-1634) A SONNET, TO THE NOBLE LADY, THE LADY MARY WROTH by BEN JONSON ON THE DEATHS OF THOMAS CARLYLE AND GEORGE ELIOT by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE THE SAD SHEPHERD by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE IRISH MOTHER IN THE PENAL DAYS by JOHN BANIM |