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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345826" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Vicar Of Bray</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In good King Charles's golden days,<br> When loyalty no harm meant;<br> A furious High-Church man I was,<br> And so I gain'd preferment.<br> Unto my flock I daily preach'd,<br> Kings are by God appointed,<br> And damn'd are those who dare resist,<br> Or touch the Lord's anointed.<br> And this is law, I will maintain<br> Unto my dying day, sir,<br> That whatsoever king shall reign,<br> I will be Vicar of Bray, sir!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> When Royal James possess'd the crown,<br> And popery grew in fashion;<br> The penal law I houted down,<br> And read the declaration:<br> The Church of Rome, I found would fit,<br> Full well my constitution,<br> And I had been a Jesuit,<br> But for the Revolution.<br> And this is law, I will maintain<br> Unto my dying day, sir,<br> That whatsoer king shall reign,<br> I will be Vicar of Bray, sir!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> When William our deliverer came,<br> To heal the nation's grievance,<br> I turned the cat in pan again,<br> And swore to him allegiance:<br> Old principles I did revoke,<br> Set conscience at a distance,<br> Passive obedience is a joke,<br> A jest is non-resistance.<br> And this is law, I will maintain<br> Unto my dying day, sir,<br> That whatsoer king shall reign,<br> I will be Vicar of Bray, sir!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> When glorious Anne became our queen<br> The Church of England's glory,<br> Another face of things was seen,<br> And I became a Tory:<br> Occasional conformists base,<br> I damn'd, and moderation,<br> And thought the Church in danger was,<br> From such prevarication.<br> And this is law, I will maintain<br> Unto my dying day, sir,<br> That whatsoer king shall reign,<br> I will be Vicar of Bray, sir!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> When George in pudding time came o'er,<br> And moderate men looked big, sir,<br> My principles I chang'd once more,<br> And so became a Whig, sir:<br> And thus preferment I procur'd,<br> From our faith's great defender,<br> And almost every day abjur'd<br> The Pope, and the Pretender.<br> And this is law, I will maintain<br> Unto my dying day, sir,<br> That whatsoer king shall reign,<br> I will be Vicar of Bray, sir!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The illustrious House of Hanover,<br> And Protestant succession,<br> To these I lustily will swear,<br> Whilst they can keep possession:<br> For in my faith, and loyalty,<br> I never once will falter,<br> George, my lawful king shall be,<br> Except the times should alter.<br> And this is law, I will maintain<br> Unto my dying day, sir,<br> That whatsoer king shall reign,<br> I will be Vicar of Bray, sir!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anonymous+Americas">Anonymous Americas</a><div class=q>
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 When loyalty no harm meant;
 A furious High-Church man I was,
 And so I gain'd preferment.
 Unto my flock I daily preach'd,
 Kings are by God appointed,
 And damn'd are those who dare resist,
 Or touch the Lord..."></div>
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