Why is the Ass so stubborn grown !
How many mount and then are thown !
Oh say ! that men forget, alas !
Their Saviour rode upon an Ass .
These humble animals alone,
Despis’d, and treated are with scorn:
Unfeeling men forget, alas !
Their Saviour rode upon an Ass .
The cruel treatment they receive,
Would make one often to believe,
That Christians had forgot, alas!
Their Saviour rode upon an Ass .
No other animals beside,
I like so well upon to ride:
And though men smile as I do pass !
My Saviour rode upon an Ass .
(Frances Addison)
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