CANTO I.
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Pleas'd with the Sight, the Prelate rowl'd his Eyes,
Confess'd his new-born Joy, and strove to rise:
His Colour grows again, his Voice receives
Its ancient Tone, and the whole Man revives;
The lusty Gammon reassumes its Place,
He scans and blesses every friendly Face.
Then to the general Health a Goblet swills;
Each Man the great Example takes, and fills:
The [1]Cruise bled pure Vermillion Nectar round,
And the Desert their Entertainment crown'd.
And now the Orator prepares to speak;
He groans as if his mighty Heart would break.
Then in a Voice to his Misfortunes bent,
Thus in a proper Tone began his Plaint.
- ↑ A Church Vessel.
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