A holier Priest ne'er was wrapt up in Crape,

The worst you can fay, he committed a Rape.

II.

In his Journey to Dublin, he lighted at Chester, And there he grew fond of another Man's Wife ; Burft into her Chamber, and wou'd have careft her But fhe valu'd her Honour much more than her

Life.

She buftled and ftruggled, and made her Escape,
To a Room full of Guests for fear of a Rape.

III.

THE Dean he purfu'd to recover his Game:
And now to attack her again he prepares;

But the Company stood in Defence of the Dame, They cudgel'd, and cuft him, and kickt him down Stairs.

His Deanship was now in a damnable Scrape,
And this was no Time for commiting a Rape.
IV.

To Dublin he comes, to the Bagnio he goes,
And orders the Landlord to bring him a Whore;
No Scruple came on him his Gown to expofe,
Twas what all his Life he had practis'd before.

He

He had made himself drunk with the Juice of the

Grape,

And got a good Clap, but committed no Rape.

V.

THE Dean, and his Landlord, a jolly Comrade,

Refolv'd for a Fortnight to swim in Delight;

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 Deanfhip to ape In ev'ry Debauch, but committing a Rape.

VI.

THIS Proteftant Zealot, this English Divine,

In Church and in State was of Principles found; Was truer than Steele to the Hanover Line,

And griev'd that a Tory fhould live above Ground. Shall a Subject so loyal be hang'd by the Nape, For no other Crime but committing a Rape? VII.

By old Popife Canons, as wife Men have penn’d'em Each Priest had a Concubine, jure Ecclefia;

Who'd be Dean of Ferns without a Commendam?

And Precedents we can produce, if it please ye:
Then;

T &

Then, why should the Dean, when Whores are fo

cheap,

Be put to the Peril, and Toyl of a Rape?

VIII.

IF Fortune should please but to take fuch a Crotchet,
(To thee I apply great Smedley's Succeffor)
To give thee Lawn-Sleeves; a Mitre and Rotchet,
Whom would'ft thou resemble? I leave thee a
Guelfer;

But I only behold thee in † Atherton's Shape,
For Sodomy hang'd, as thou for a Rape:

IX.

AH! doft thou not envy the brave Colonel Chartres;

Condemn'd for thy Crime, at three Score and Ten? To hang him all England would lend him their Garters;

Yet he lives, and is ready to ravish agen. Then throttle thy self with an Ell of strong Tape, For thou haft not a Groat to attone for a Rape.

A Bishop of Waterford, fent from England a Hundred Years ago.

X.

THE Dean he was vext that his Whores were fo

willing:

He long'd for a Girl that would ftruggle and

fqual;

He ravish'd her fairly, and fav'd a good Shilling;
But, here was to pay the Devil and all.

His Trouble and Sorrows now come in a Heap,
And hang'd he must be for committing a Rape.

XI.

IF Maidens are ravish't, it is their own Choice; Why are they fo wilful to struggle with Men? If they would but lye quiet, and ftifle their Voice,

No Devil nor Dean could ravish 'em then. Nor would there be need of a strong Hempen Cape, Ty'd round the Dean's Neck, for committing a Rape

XII.

OUR Church and our State dear England maintains, For which all true Proteftant Hearts should be glad;

She fends us our B---s and J-s and D----s;
And better would give us, if better fhe had;

But,

But, Lord how the Rabble will stare and will gape, When the good English Dean is hang'd up for a Rape.

THE

Place of the Damn'd,

A

Written in the Year 173 1.

LL Folks, who pretend to Religion and Grace,
Allow there's a HELL, but difpute of the

Place;

But if HELL may by Logical Rules be defin'd The Place of the Damn'd, I'll tell you my Mind,

WHEREVER the Damn'd do chiefly abound,

Moft certainly there is HELL to be found

Damn'd Poets, Damn'd Criticks, Dama'd Block

beads, Damn'd Knaves,

Damn'd Senators brib'd, Damn'd prostitute Slaves à

Damn'd