Page:Boileau's Lutrin - a mock-heroic poem. In six canto's. Render'd into English verse. To which is prefix'd some account of Boileau's writings, and this translation. (IA boileauslutrinmo00boil).pdf/141

 The Prelate, by Intrigues prefer'd to Place, High Living held to be Sufficient Grace; A Cross and Mitre, painted on his Coach, Virtue Enough to Silence All Reproach. Humility to Stalking Pride gave Way; And in the Frock's foul Grease Ambition lay. Then Discord soon the Ties of Love Unbound, And to my Sacred Cloysters Entrance found. There with my Wealth she Built her Strongest Forts, Drag'd all my Subjects to Litigious Courts; In Vain my bending Knees her Steps prevent; Under my Banners March'd this Insolent. False Teachers next, in Numerous Crouds Arise, To fill the Measure of my Miseries. Then Dangerous Heresies began their Reign, And Execrable Maxims craz'd the Brain. That