To what intent or purpose was Man made, Who is by Birth to misery betray'd? Man in his tedious course of life runs through More Plagues that all the Land of @3Egypt@1 knew. Doctors, Divines, grave Disputations, Puns, Ill looking Citizens, and scurvy Duns; Insipid Squires, fat Bishops, Deans and Chapters, Enthusiasts, Prophecies, new Rants and Raptures; Pox, Gout, Catarrhs, old Sores, Cramps, Rheums and Aches; Half witted Lords, double chinn'd Bawds with Patches; Illiterate Courtiers, Chancery Suits for Life, A teazing Whore, and a more tedious Wife; Raw Inns of Court men, empty Fops, Buffoons, Bullies, robust, round Aldermen, and Clowns; Gown-men which argue, and discuss, and prate And vent dull Notions of a future State; Sure of another World, yet do not know Whether they shall be sav'd, or damn'd, or how. 'Twere better then that Man had never been, Than thus to be perplex'd: @3God Save the Queen@1. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DISCORDANTS: 1 by CONRAD AIKEN A CELEBRATION OF CHARIS: 5. HIS DISCOURSE WITH CUPID by BEN JONSON VAQUERO by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER THERMOPYLAE by SIMONIDES OF CEOS VISIONS OF THE WORLDS VANITIE by EDMUND SPENSER EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 37. LOVE'S MY POLE-STAR by PHILIP AYRES AT STRATFORD-ON-AVON by H. T. MACKENZIE BELL |