But, like his cows and ass profound,
His region is the burial ground,
Be calm, dear Doctor! Stay your pen!
The poet, perhaps may write again!
He knows you;[26] every word betrays it;
But still, “Qui capit, ille facit.”
VERSES
INTENDED TO BE CAST UPON THE BELLS OF THIS NEW CHURCH AT DUDLEY;
Written by a certain learned Doctor, November, 1817.