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Then I heard one saint speaking and another saint said unto that saint	A
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St Sinclair rose and declared in smooth	B
That he wouldn't give sixpence to Maynooth	B
He had hated priests the whole of his life	C
For a priest was a man who had no wife	C
And having no wife the Church was his mother	D
The Church was his father sister and brother	D
This being the case he was sorry to say	E
That a gulf 'twixt Papist and Protestant lay	E
So deep and wide scarce possible was it	F
To say even how d' ye do across it	F
And tho' your Liberals nimble as fleas	G
Could clear such gulfs with perfect ease	G
'Twas a jump that naught on earth could make	H
Your proper heavy built Christian take	H
No no if a Dance of Sects must be	I
He would set to the Baptist willingly	I
At the Independent deign to smirk	J
And rigadoon with old Mother Kirk	J
Nay even for once if needs must be	I
He'd take hands round with all the three	I
But as to a jig with Popery no	K
To the Harlot ne'er would he point his toe	K
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St Mandeville was the next that rose	L
A saint who round as pedler goes	L
With his pack of piety and prose	L
Heavy and hot enough God knows	L
And he said that Papists were much inclined	M
To extirpate all of Protestant kind	M
Which he couldn't in truth so much condemn	N
Having rather a wish to extirpate them	N
That is to guard against mistake	H
To extirpate them for their doctrine's sake	H
A distinction Churchman always make	H
Insomuch that when they've prime control	O
Tho' sometimes roasting heretics whole	O
They but cook the body for sake of the soul	O
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Next jumpt St Johnston jollily forth	B
The spiritual Dogberry of the North	B
A right wise fellow and what's more	P
An officer like his type of yore	P
And he asked if we grant such toleration	Q
Pray what's the use of our Reformation	Q
What is the use of our Church and State	R
Our Bishops Articles Tithe and Rate	R
And still as he yelled out what's the use	S
Old Echoes from their cells recluse	S
Where they'd for centuries slept broke loose	S
Yelling responsive What's the use	S

Thomas Moore

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