Author John Gay SCENE VI. SOLDIER. Hold — — why so furious, Sergeant? by your leave, Untye the pris'ner — see here's a reprieve. CHORUS of COUNTRYMEN . A reprieve, a reprieve, a reprieve! Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments