Not a whit, Sir,—no less than a barter of bills!
Though the diff’rence betwixt ’em, in my way of judging,
Was the same that we see ’twixt a bodkin and bludgeon.
But to all that love laughing I hasten to shew
A Lilliput Lady, and Brobdignag
Beau.
Since the day you were born, little friends did you ever
See an Ostrich gallanting a Humming-bird?—“Never.”
Then, open your eyes, and I’ll show a sight:—
Do but mark her unsuitable Sweet-heart’s delight,