Is lock’d within a higher breast.
EPIGRAM.
ON SEEING THE SERVANT OF A SCOUNDREL BEAT HIS MASTER’S COAT.
Why merciless thwack Peter’s coat?
My friend you surely jest!
I’d rather beat the Losel’s back,
And let his vestment rest.
The Castigator look’d and smil’d;
Said he, “You’ve wrong premis’d;