Samuel Bamford

(1788-1872 / England)

Lines On A Quack Doctor - Poem by Samuel Bamford

I sing of a doctor—a doctor I sing;
God send such a doctor to every bad king;
For this is a quack of superlative skill,—
If he cannot cure, he can certainly kill.

God send such a doctor to Sawney the Russ,
God send such a doctor to Frederick the Pruss,
To Ferdi, and Francis, and Louis the lame,
There's another besides,—need I mention his name?

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 20, 2010



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