VICARIOUS MARTYRS:
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WRITTEN AND SENT AS A VALENTINE TO MY HEN-PECKED SCHOOLMASTER.
I wonder if thy Tyrant knows That every peck she gives to thee Brings down a perfect show'r of blows On my companions and on me. Martyrs vicarious are we all: Too great a coward thou to rule Thy wife, or let thy vengeance fall On her—and so thou flog'st the school.