Th’ unravell’d Thread thro’ Needle’s Eye convey’d,
Transferr’d itself into his past-board Head.
How came the Scissars to be thus out-done?
The Needle had an Eye, and they had none.
O wond’rous Force of Art! now look at Dan—
You’d swear the Past-board was the better man.
The Dev’l, says he, the Head is not so full—
Indeed it is, behold the Paper Skull.”
Tho. S⸺d, Sculp.