Epistle From Esopus To Maria(3 / 3)

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  and vermin'd gipsies litter'd heretofore.
  why, lonsdale, thus thy wrath on vagrants pour?
  must earth no rascal save thyself endure?
  must thou alone in guilt immortal swell,
  and make a vast monopoly of hell?
  thou know'st the virtues cannot hate thee worse;
  the vices also, must they club their curse?
  or must no tiny sin to others fall,
  because thy guilt's supreme enough for all?
  maria, send me too thy griefs and cares;
  in all of thee sure thy esopus shares.
  as thou at all mankind the flag unfurls,
  who on my fair one satire's vengeance hurls—
  who calls thee, pert, affected, vain coquette,
  a wit in folly, and a fool in wit!
  who says that fool alone is not thy due,
  and es thy treacheries to prove it true!
  our force united on thy foes we'll turn,
  and dare the war with all of woman born:
  for who can write and speak as thou and i?
  my periods that deciphering defy,
  and thy still matchless tongue that conquers all reply! ↑返回顶部↑

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