Jack was embarrassed--never hero more,
And as he knew not what to say, he swore.

Jack was embarrassed--never hero more,
And as he knew not what to say, he swore.

I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.

I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.

And each blasphemer quite escape the rod,
Because the insult's not on man, but God?

And each blasphemer quite escape the rod,
Because the insult's not on man, but God?

A demon holds a book, in which are written the sins of a
particular man; an Angel drops on read more

A demon holds a book, in which are written the sins of a
particular man; an Angel drops on it from a phial, a tear which
the sinner had shed in doing a good action, and his sins are
washed out.

That in the captain's but a choleric word,
Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy.

That in the captain's but a choleric word,
Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy.

There written all
Black as the damning drops that fall
From the denouncing Angel's pen,
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There written all
Black as the damning drops that fall
From the denouncing Angel's pen,
Ere Mercy weeps them out again.

Do not swear at all;
Or if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,
Which is the read more

Do not swear at all;
Or if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,
Which is the god of my idolatry,
And I'll believe thee.

Though "Bother it" I may
Occasionally say,
I never never use a big, big, D.

Though "Bother it" I may
Occasionally say,
I never never use a big, big, D.

"He shall not die, by God," cried by uncle Toby. The Accusing
Spirit which flew up to heaven's chancery read more

"He shall not die, by God," cried by uncle Toby. The Accusing
Spirit which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed
as he gave it in: and the Recording Angel as he wrote it down,
dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out forever.