But stay,—who’s next?—Some farmer’s wife?
O no! the B——p, on my life,
In lawn up to his very chin,—
Emblem of purity within![6]—
Now order ceases first who can,
The D—ct—r or his servant man.
But chief our Reverend Pastor see,
Rigg’d as aforesaid cap-a-pie:
Yes, burning with the sacred flame,
Among the foremost B—k—r came;