Broad Grins / Comprising, With New Additional Tales in Verse, Those / Formerly Publish'd Under the Title "My Night-Gown and / Slippers."

by George Colman

Now, by Apelles’s gamboge, I swear!

Such a dead subject never comes,

Among those lifeless living ye display;

Then, thro’ your palettes thrust your graphick thumbs,—

And work away!

Seeing John dead as a door nail,

Roger began to wring his hands, and wail;

Calling himself, Beast, Butcher, cruel Turk!

Thrice “Benedicite!” he mutter’d;

Thrice, in the eloquence of grief he utter’d;