Samuel Butler

For his religion, it was fit
To match his learning and his wit;
'Twas Presbyterian true blue;
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For his religion, it was fit
To match his learning and his wit;
'Twas Presbyterian true blue;
For he was of that stubborn crew
Of errant saints, whom all men grant
To be the true Church Militant;
Such as do build their faith upon
The holy text of pike and gun;
Decide all controversies by
Infallible artillery;
And prove their doctrine orthodox,
By Apostolic blows and knocks.

For truth is precious and divine;
Too rich a pearl for carnal swine.

For truth is precious and divine;
Too rich a pearl for carnal swine.

A Babylonish dialect
Which learned pedants much affect.

A Babylonish dialect
Which learned pedants much affect.

As if Religion were intended
For nothing else but to be mended.

As if Religion were intended
For nothing else but to be mended.

Compound for sins they are inclin'd to,
By damning those they have no mind to.

Compound for sins they are inclin'd to,
By damning those they have no mind to.