The Place of the Damned
All folks who pretend to religion and grace,
Allow there's a
LL, but dispute of the place:
But, if
LL may by logical rules be
The place of the damned -I'll tell you my mind.
Wherever the damned do chiefly abound,
Most certainly there is
LL to be found:
Damned poets, damned critics, damned blockheads, damned knaves,
Damned senators bribed, damned prostitute slaves;
Damned lawyers and judges, damned lords and damned squires;
Damned spies and informers, damned friends and damned liars;
Damned villains, corrupted in every station;
Damned time-serving priests all over the nation;
And into the bargain I'll readily give
Damned ignorant prelates, and counsellors privy.
Then let us no longer by parsons be flammed,
For we know by these marks the place of the damned:
And
LL to be sure is at Paris or Rome.
How happy for us that it is not at home!
Jonathan Swift
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