The D—ct—r went to bed at ten,

Lay for an hour, then rose again:

With half clos’d eyes he kept awake,

Anxious to see the morning break.

His best black brigs, and eke his shoes,

His long-tail’d coat and silken hose;

His buckles bright, and broad-brimm’d hat,

His finest shirt, and best cravat.

He’d told the servant to prepare,

And all were plac’d upon the chair.