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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=455475" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Apology For The Clergy,</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=455475" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">How well these Laymen love to gibe,<br>And throw their Jests on Levi's Tribe!<br>Must One be toil'd to Death, they cry,<br>Whilst other Priests are yawning by?<br>Forgetful that He reaps the Gain,<br>Why should They waste their Lungs in vain?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=455475" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When Men were weak enough to prize<br>The Christian Scheme, as good and wise,<br>To think there was an Heav'n and Hell;<br>To pray and preach did very well:<br>When Mortals look'd beyond the Grave,<br>A Priest, for Conscience sake, might slave:<br>But in this learned Realm and Age,<br>Where Faith is beaten off the Stage;<br>This happy Realm, where Reason reigns,<br>And scorns to drag Religion's Chains;<br>Where free--born Britons, ev'ry Day,<br>Sit down to feast, and rise to play;<br>And, since their Money buys their Meat,<br>Won't thank their God for what they eat;<br>Where e'vn some Chaplains fill their Place<br>Politely, without saying Grace:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=455475" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">If here, (where Reason swells so high,<br>It dares all other Pow'rs defy)<br>The Priests are, like the Laymen, wise,<br>Nor hope Reversions in the Skies;<br>Why should they deign to preach, or pray,<br>For any View -- but present Pay?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Mary+Barber">Mary Barber</a></strong></div>