Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, APPLYING THE SERMON, by THOMAS AUGUSTINE DALY


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APPLYING THE SERMON, by                    
First Line: O the pastor'd a sermon was splendid this mornin
Last Line: "troth, then, it is quare!"
Alternate Author Name(s): Daly, T. A.
Subject(s): Prayer; Sermons


"O THE pastor'd a sermon was splendid this mornin',"
Said Nora O'Hare,
"But there's some in the parish that must have had warnin'
An' worshiped elsewhere;
But wherever they were, if their ears wasn't burnin',
Troth, then, it is quare!"

"'There are women,' sez he, 'an' they're here in this parish,
An' plentiful, too,
Wid their noses so high an' their manners so airish,
But virtues so few
'Tis a wonder they can't see how much they resemble
The proud Pharisee.
Ye would think they'd look into their own souls an' tremble
Such sinners to be.
Not at all! They believe themselves better than others,
An' give themselves airs
Till the pride o' them strangles all virtues, an' smothers
The good o' their prayers.'

"That's the way he wint at them, an', faith, it was splendid --
But wasted, I fear,
Wid the most o' the women for whom 'twas intended,
Not there for to hear.
An' thinks I to meself, walkin' home, what a pity
That Mary Ann Hayes
An' Cordelia McCann should be out o' the city
This day of all days.

"But, indeed, 'twas a glorious sermon this mornin',"
Said Nora O'Hare,
"Though I'm sorry that some o' the parish had warnin'
An' worshiped elsewhere;
But wherever they were, if their ears wasn't burnin',
Troth, then, it is quare!"





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