THE THREE PADRES
Reading edition
(Acrostics)
R. C. Chaplain. Pale-faced, brown-eyed, slight, Upon a lanky bay Rides this modern knight Down rain-beat road to-day; In a little broken shrine Emptying out the blessed wine. Wesleyan Chaplain. Much loved by all who know you, Especially you seem Envied for smiles that show you Kindness in a gleam. Church of England Chaplain. Helm of our literary ship, Editor of this Gazette,[2] Luck be yours, although you whip My muse into an awful sweat.