On The Tenth Of June Poem by Nicholas Amhurst

Stuck upon the School Walls in OXFORD.
If Fame says true, on this auspicious Morn
A Beggar, Coward, and a Fool was born;
By lazy lineal Right, three Crowns he claims,
And cloaths his wandring Friends with mimick Names;
Proud of his fancied Birth, he boasts his Race,
And apes his mighty Sires in ev'ry Grace.
With the first Ch---s in Bigotry he vies,
Fierce like the Second to the Battle flies,
Like J---s he's gracious, and like A---a wise.