Or like Two Single Gentlemen roll’d into One.
He enter’d his rooms, and to bed he retreated;
But, all the night long, he felt fever’d, and heated;
And, tho’ heavy to weigh, as a score of fat sheep,
He was not, by any means, heavy to sleep.
Next night ’twas the same!—and the next;—and the next;
He perspire’d like an ox; he was nervous, and vex’d;
Week past after week; till, by weekly succession,
His weakly condition was past all expression.