THE
KNIGHT AND THE FRIAR.
PART FIRST.
In our Fifth Harry’s reign, when ’twas the fashion
To thump the French, poor creatures! to excess;—
Tho’ Britons, now a days, shew more compassion,
And thump them, certainly, a great deal less;—
In Harry’s reign, when flush’d Lancastrian roses
Of York’s pale blossoms had usurp’d the right;[3]
As wine drives Nature out of drunkards’ noses,