Is There A Parson Much Bemused In Beer,
A Maudlin Poetess, A Rhyming Peer,
A Clerk Foredoom'd His Father's Soul To Cross,
Who Pens A Stanza When He Should Engross?
Is there a parson much bemused in beer,
A maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer,
A clerk foredoom'd his father's soul to cross,
Who pens a stanza when he should engross?
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744)
-- Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot, Prologue to the Satires, Line 15