Nor caring, in the least,
How he deposited the Friar’s remains,
No more than if a Friar were a beast.
No funeral, of which you ever heard,
Was mark’d with ceremonies half so slight;
For John was left, not like the dead interr’d,
But, like the living, sitting bolt upright!
Has no shrewd Reader, of one sex or t’other,
Recurring to the facts already stated,
Thought on a certain Roger?—that same brother