Poem by Henry King, Bishop of Chichester

Epigram (To what serve Lawes, where only Money reignes?)

Quid faciant Leges, ubi sola pecunia regnat? &c 

                Petron: Arbit

To what serve Lawes, where only Money reignes?
Or where a poore mans cause no right obtains?
Even those that most austerity praetend,
Hire out their Tongues, and wordes for profit lend.
    What’s Judgement then, but publick merchandize?
    And the Court sitts but to allow the price.

1. To My Sister Anne King, Who Chid Me In Verse For Being Angry
2. Another Of The Same, Paraphrased For An Antheme
3. Psalm I
4. On Two Children Dying Of One Disease, And Buried In One Grave
5. Sonnet. Dry those fair, those chrystal eyes

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