Fugitive Poetry. 1600–1878/The letter H's Petition

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The Letter H's Petition.
Whereas, I have by you been drivenFrom house, from home, from hope, from heaven,And placed by your most learned societyIn exile, anguish, and anxiety,And used, without one just pretence,With arrogance and insolence;I here demand full restitution,And beg you'll mend your elocution.
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Answer.
Whereas we've rescued you, Ingrate,From handcuff, horror, and from hate,From hell, from horse-pond, and from halter.And consecrated you in altar;And placed you where you ne'er should be,In honour, and in honesty;——We deem your prayer a rude intrusion,And will not mend our elocution.

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