Archive for November 19th, 2019

Tuesday, 19 November 2019

As Concerning Man by Alexander Radcliffe

To what intent or purpose was Man made,
Who is by Birth to misery betray’d?
Man in his tedeous course of life runs through
More Plagues than all the Land of Egypt knew.
Doctors, Divines, grave Disputations, Puns,
Ill looking Citizens and scurvy Duns;
Insipid Squires, fat Bishops, Deans and Chapters,
Enthusiasts, Prophecies, new Rants and Raptures;
Pox, Gout, Catarrhs, old Sores, Cramps, Rheums and Aches;
Half witted Lords, double chinn’d Bawds with Patches;
Illiterate Courtiers, Chancery Suits for Life,
A teazing Whore, and a more tedeous Wife;
Raw Inns of Court men, empty Fops, Buffoons,
Bullies robust, round Aldermen, and Clowns;
Gown-men which argue, and discuss, and prate,
And vent dull Notions of a future State;
Sure of another World, yet do not know
Whether they shall be sav’d, or damn’d, or how.
‘Twere better then that Man had never been,
Than thus to be perplex’d: God save the Queen.

From: Radcliffe, Alexander, The ramble an anti-heroick poem : together with some terrestrial hymms and carnal ejaculations, 1682, Walter Davis: London, p. 9.

Date: 1682

By: Alexander Radcliffe (fl. 1669-1696)