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Thus merciless Hannah ran on in her
talk, Till she heard the dean call, will your lady
ship walk? Herladyship answers, I'm just coming down, Then turning to Hannah, and forcing a
frown, Although it was
was plain in her heart she was glad, Cry’d, hussy, why sure the wench is gone
mad: How could these chimera's get into your
brains? Come hither, and take this old gown for
your pains, But the dean, if this fecret shou,d come
to his ears,
Will never have done with his gibes and
his jeers :
For your life not a word of the matter, I
charge ye: Give me but a barrack, a fig for the clergy,
An Excellent New BALLAD; or the true
English Dean * to be hang’d for a rape.
Written in the Year 1730.
1. OUR brethren of England, who lovę
us fo dear, And in all they do for us so kindly do
mean, A blessing upon them! have fent us this year For the good of our church, a true Eng
lijf dean. A holier priest ne'er was wrapt up in crape, The worst you can say, he committed a rape.
man's wife; Burst into her chamber, and would have
carefs'd her; But she valu'd her honour much more
than her life.
* Sawbridge, dean of Fernes.
She bustled and struggled, and made her
escape Toa room full of guests, for fear of a rape,
III. The dean he pursued, to recover his game;
And now to attack heragain he prepares; But the company stood in defence of the
dame, They cudgeld, and cuft him, and kick'd
him down stairs. His deanship was now in a damnable scrape, And this was no time for committing a rape,
IV, To Dublin he comes, to the bagnio hegoes, And orders the landļord to bring him
a whore; No scruple came on him his gown to ex
pose, 'Twas what all his life he had practis’d
before. He had made himself drunk with the juice
of the grape,
And got a good clap, but committed ng
V. The dean and his landlord, ajolly comrade, Resolv’d for a fortnight to swim in de
light; For why, they had both been brought up
to the trade Of drinking all day, and of whoring all
night. His landlord was ready his deanship to ape In ev'ry debauch, but committing a rape.
This protestant zealot, this English divine,
In church and in state was of principles Was truer than Steele to the Hanover line, And griev'd that a Tory should live
above ground. Shall a subject fo loyal be hang’d by the
nape For no other crime, but committingarape?
By old popish canons, as wise men have
penn'd 'em, Each priest had a concubine, jure ecclefia; Who'd be dean of Fernes without a com
mendam? And precedents we can produce, if it
please ye: Then why should the dean, when whores
are so cheap, Be put to the peril and toil of a rape?
VIII. If fortune should please but to take such a
crotchet (To thee I apply, great Smedley's suc
ceffor) To give thee lawn sleeves, a mitre and
rochet, Whom wouldst thou resemble? I leave
thee a gueffer; But I only behold thee in * Atherton's
shape, For sodomy hang’d, as thou for a rape.
* A bishop of Waterford, sent from England a hundred years ago.