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English
1708
Hark to the Porter's Shoulder knot a creaking!" HEART TO THE POTTER'S SHOULDER NOT TO CREAKING
rely not in vain My substance from the common Earth was ta'en, That He who subtly wrought me into Shape Should stamp me back to common Earth again." LXII. Another said--"Why, ne'er a peevish Boy Would break the Bowl from which he drank in Joy; Shall He that made the Vessel in pure Love And Fansy, in an after Rage destroy!" LXIII. None answer'd this; but after Silence spake A Vessel of a more ungainly Make: "They sneer at me for leaning all awry; What? did the Hand then of the Potter shake?" LXIV. Said one--"Folks of a surly Tapster tell, And daub his Visage with the Smoke of Hell; They talk of some strict Testing of us--Pish! He's a Good Fellow, and 'twill all be well." LXV. Then said another with a long-drawn Sigh, "My Clay with long oblivion is gone dry: But, fill me with the old familiar Juice, Methinks I might recover by-and-bye!" LXVI. So, while the Vessels one by one were speaking, One spied the little Crescent all were seeking: And then they jogg'd each other, "Brother! Brother! T CRIED WHO IS THE POTTER PRAY AND WHO THE POT THEN SAID ANOTHER SURELY NOT IN VAIN MY SUBSTANCE FROM THE COMMON EARTH WAS TAME THAT HE WHO SUBTLY WROUGHT ME INTO SHAPE SHOULD STAMP ME BACK TO THE COMMON EARTH AGAIN ANOTHER SAID WHY NE'ER A PEEVISH BOY WOULD BREAK THE BOWL FROM WHICH HE DRANK IN JOY SHALL HE THAT MADE THE VESSEL IN PURE LOVE AND FANCY IN AN AFTER RAGE DESTROY NONE ANSWERED THIS BUT AFTER SILENCE SPAKE A VESSEL THAT THEY MORE UNGAINLY MAKE THEY SNEER AT ME FOR LEANING ALL AWRY WHAT DID THE HAND THEN OF THE POTTER SHAKE SAID ONE FOLKS OF A SURLY TAP TO TELL AND DAUB HIS VISAGE WITH THE SMOKE OF HELL THEY TALK OF SOME STRICT TESTING OF US PISH HE'S A GOOD FELLOW AND TWILL ALL BE WELL THEN SAID ANOTHER WITH A LONG DRAWN SIGH MY CLAY WITH LONG OBLIVION IS GONE DRY BUT FILL ME WITH THE OLD FAMILIAR JUICE METHINKS I MIGHT RECOVER BY AND BY SO ALL THE VESSELS ONE BY ONE WERE SPEAKING ONE SPIED THE LITTLE CRESCENT ALL WERE SEEKING AND THEN THEY JOGGED EACH OTHER BROTHER BROTHER
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