Lavater would at once declare,

The “City of the Plague” was there:

And e’en a less discerning eye

The “Lake of Brimstone” might descry,

Where all those naughty rebels pop,

Who don’t agree with Doctor Slop.

If sick,—engage him,—give him time,

He’ll send you to another clime;

For change of air is understood

By sons of physic to be good.