This lock the Muse shall consecrate to fame,
And ’midst the stars inscribe Belinda’s name.”
In Swift’s verses called “Death and Daphne,” we have a metaphorical description of a beau’s wig:
“From her own head Megara takes
A perriwig of twisted snakes,
Which in the nicest fashion curl’d,
(Like toupées of this upper world),
With flour of sulphur powder’d well,
That graceful on his shoulders fell.
An adder of the sable kind