Idleness, the cushion upon which the devil chiefly reposes.—Burton.
Firmly screwed upon the door
Doth the lion-knocker frown.
To-night its reign of noise is o’er;
Courage, boys, we’ll have it down!
Long its strength defied
Every dodge we tried;
But its nuts no more shall bear it,
From the hinge to-night we’ll tear it.
—Cruikshank’s Almanack.