‘Then here’s a swarm of Butchers,[67] great and small,
‘Some for the Carcase, others for the Stall.
‘One Master Butcher[68] o’er the rest presides,
‘And with the Patron usually resides:
‘Their Journeymen, Apprentices, and Men,
‘Distributed among each Flock and Pen.[69]
‘’Tis wisely done to have them on the Spot,
‘To keep them free from Murrain, and the Rot:
‘Dexterous they are, and in their judgment sound,
‘To amputate a Limb, and cure a Wound.