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Hudibras: Part 3 - Canto II

THE ARGUMENT

The Saints engage in fierce Contests
About their Carnal interests;
To share their sacrilegious Preys,
According to their Rates of Grace;
Their various Frenzies to reform,
When Cromwel left them in a Storm
Till, in th' Effigy of Rumps, the Rabble
Burns all their Grandees of the Cabal.

THE learned write, an insect breeze
Is but a mungrel prince of bees,
That falls before a storm on cows,
And stings the founders of his house;
From whose corrupted flesh that breed
Of vermin did at first proceed.
So e're the storm of war broke out,
Religion spawn'd a various rout
Of petulant Capricious sects,

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poem by Samuel Butler
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Hudibras: Part 3 - Canto I

THE ARGUMENT

The Knight and Squire resolve, at once,
The one the other to renounce.
They both approach the Lady's Bower;
The Squire t'inform, the Knight to woo her.
She treats them with a Masquerade,
By Furies and Hobgoblins made;
From which the Squire conveys the Knight,
And steals him from himself, by Night.

'Tis true, no lover has that pow'r
T' enforce a desperate amour,
As he that has two strings t' his bow,
And burns for love and money too;
For then he's brave and resolute,
Disdains to render in his suit,
Has all his flames and raptures double,
And hangs or drowns with half the trouble,
While those who sillily pursue,

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poem by Samuel Butler
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Canto the Second

I
Oh ye! who teach the ingenuous youth of nations,
Holland, France, England, Germany, or Spain,
I pray ye flog them upon all occasions,
It mends their morals, never mind the pain:
The best of mothers and of educations
In Juan's case were but employ'd in vain,
Since, in a way that's rather of the oddest, he
Became divested of his native modesty.

II
Had he but been placed at a public school,
In the third form, or even in the fourth,
His daily task had kept his fancy cool,
At least, had he been nurtured in the north;
Spain may prove an exception to the rule,
But then exceptions always prove its worth -—
A lad of sixteen causing a divorce
Puzzled his tutors very much, of course.

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poem by Byron from Don Juan (1824)
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I've never been able to plan my life. I just lurch from indecision to indecision.

quote by Alan Rickman
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Winners

The winners are not all the time
Justified and all deserving
All which appear always are not fair
Sometimes best of the best
Left in the lurch and lost to disappear

poem by Abdul Wahab
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As Children

On Sundays mother sent us to Sunday school
at the huge St Osmund’s church.
My brother said he’d look after our collection money,
but he always ran off, leaving sis and me in the lurch.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Who! But You

You are responsible,
To end my search.
To shake my principle,
To get me in lurch.

Is your this quality,
A God gifted?
Is your this ability,
Has been shifted?

I don't see anyone
But you;
Believe it or not
But it's true.

poem by Vizard Dhawan
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Success

You left me in the lurch
And perched on that tree
Of success, to see
How was I doing…

I shook that tree
Vigorously…
And made sure,
You toppled down
To see, how was I
Doing…

For if you succeed
In failing me,
I'll make sure
You struggle with me.

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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The Obama administration and the Democratic Congress have taken the biggest lurch to the left in policy in American history. There've been no - no Congress, no administration that has run this far to the left in such a small period of time. And there is a reaction to that.

quote by Haley Barbour
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U-Turn

Whom
He has endowed with traits
Haven't they betrayed his faith
Gave her the state
To recreate the race
Wickedly
Flaunts those traits
In the material race
Head on
Clashes with natural process
Thus ensures
Her lead in the mad rush
Objectives divine which she was to serve
No more than a commodity in lurch.

poem by Sanjay Mehta
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