Thrasonical Poems | Examples

Bishop Bougram's Apology

'Tis in a manner far from thrasonical
That I come to you in full canonical
What I chose to do  was to instill my love
On acolytes  below while I was above
When the holy Church I entered  in my prime
I, the Church,entered many, time after time
Those   altar  cherubs whom I picked out  to spoil
I anointed warmly with  my sacred oil
How could I resist faces so innocent
Wreathed in  the swirl   of the thurible's  scent
To hold them close tightly and their soft flesh feel
Made my whole self dizzily  tingle and reel
How truly  uplifting was my fierce,fierce   joy
When I had communion  with a chosen boy
They knew our closeness was clearly God given
And that in confession would I be shriven
For all the worldly  good I did on  God's earth
Then entry to heaven is my deserved berth.

Alas,your Grace,you cannot in all conscience  enter here
Too much dark concupiscence on your soul sits,I  do fear

Too concentrated were you on carnal desire
That leaves you to roast now  in the eternal fire
Begone! For scandalising the young
Round your neck must a millstone be hung
And into the depths of Hades will you descend
There to endure your torment  without end