Doubt and alarm and shrewd suspicions ran.
With angry spirit and with sly intent,
This parish ruler to the altar went;
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A private mark he fix'd on shillings three,
And but one mark could in the money see;
Besides, in peering round, he chanced to note
A sprinkling slight on Jachin's Sunday-coat.
All doubt was over:—when the flock were bless'd,
In wrath he rose, and thus his mind express'd,