The Irish rake.
Poem or song lyrics concerning a man and his life of alcohol consumption. Looking back later in his life he is seeking forgiveness and will power.
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[S.l. : s.n., ca. 1865].
Illustration of ancient Greek or Roman scene: two men stand on a plinth, a guard with spear on one side of them and a crowd of people in front, fingers pointing.
Opening lines: 'I'm a poor old sinner that spent my youth most foolish, / Cursing drinking [courting] and seducing young folks / a rake I squander'd my fortune so profusely / Among those wicked vain ones that humour'd my jokes.'
Closing lines: 'O God of boundless goodness and most tender loving Jesus, / ...for thy mercy I do crave now / To pardon me of my treasons and mean and filthy thoughts / ... And save me from [temptations] that occasion my fall.'
Physical description: 1 sheet : ill. ; 29 x 12 cm.
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