An Apology For The Clergy, Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDEEFFGGHHIIJJKK BBDDII

How well these Laymen love to gibeA
And throw their Jests on Levi's TribeA
Must One be toil'd to Death they cryB
Whilst other Priests are yawning byB
Forgetful that He reaps the GainC
Why should They waste their Lungs in vainC
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When Men were weak enough to prizeD
The Christian Scheme as good and wiseD
To think there was an Heav'n and HellE
To pray and preach did very wellE
When Mortals look'd beyond the GraveF
A Priest for Conscience sake might slaveF
But in this learned Realm and AgeG
Where Faith is beaten off the StageG
This happy Realm where Reason reignsH
And scorns to drag Religion's ChainsH
Where free born Britons ev'ry DayI
Sit down to feast and rise to playI
And since their Money buys their MeatJ
Won't thank their God for what they eatJ
Where e'vn some Chaplains fill their PlaceK
Politely without saying GraceK
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If here where Reason swells so highB
It dares all other Pow'rs defyB
The Priests are like the Laymen wiseD
Nor hope Reversions in the SkiesD
Why should they deign to preach or prayI
For any View but present PayI

Mary Barber



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