Poem by Christopher Anstey

On the Execution of Mr. Coyghley for High Treason

Some wept, you say, when Coyghley was no more!
I wept, because he was not hang'd before.

1. With Every Plague That Can Conspire
2. From Wealth, from Honours, and from Courts Remov'd
3. To the Citizens of France
4. In Promptu
5. Epode

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