Lord John Wilmot

(1647 - 1680 / Oxfordshire / England)

A Satyre Against Mankind - Poem by Lord John Wilmot

Were I - who to my cost already am
One of those strange, prodigious creatures, man -
A spirit free to choose for my own share
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Comments about A Satyre Against Mankind by Lord John Wilmot

  • * Sunprincess * (1/21/2016 9:38:00 AM)


    ................an excellent write on mankind ★

    Be judge yourself, I'll bring it to the test,
    Which is the basest creature, man or beast
    Birds feed on birds, beasts on each other prey,
    But savage man alone does man betray:
    Pressed by necessity; they kill for food,
    Man undoes man, to do himself no good.
    With teeth and claws, by nature armed, they hunt
    Nature's allowance, to supply their want.
    But man, with smiles, embraces. friendships. Praise,
    Inhumanely his fellow's life betrays;
    With voluntary pains works his distress,
    Not through necessity, but wantonness.
    For hunger or for love they bite, or tear,
    Whilst wretched man is still in arms for fear.
    For fear he arms, and is of arms afraid:
    From fear, to fear, successively betrayed. (Report) Reply

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  • BEAU GOLDEN (2/13/2007 4:19:00 AM)


    Satyre against mankind is truly one of the all time great poems ever written. (Report) Reply








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