The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed,His preaching was, of course, execrable. Those who have unfortunately been compelled to listen to his discourses say that they would rather be shot at by his cannons in the field than listen to his church canons in the pulpit. In his rubric, self was God, the slave code was the Bible, large revenues the chief end of man, and poverty the unpardonable sin.
But swoln with wind, and the rank mist they draw,
Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread:
Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw
Daily devours apace, and nothing sed.
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