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Epigram
Anon
The Cambridge Intelligencer (September 13, 1794)
The Poetical Register and Repository of Fugitive Poetry (1809), p. 488

On hearing that the French had melted down their Saints to
purchase Artillery.

SAYS a Reverend Priest to a less Rev'rend friend,
Where at length will the crimes of these French villains
                                  end,
Who their Saints and their Martyrs thus impiously sell,
And convert into damnable engines of hell!
Prithee why, quoth his friend, are you so much surpriz'd,
That Saints have their desert and are all—CANONIZ'D?


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