Encore the chromatique my Philomel pours!
I lov'd her so dearly and truly, for really
She cuts a mug * queerly, as Arthur's Queen Doll;
She beats the tol lol O of Molly Brown hollow,
And sings like Apollo in Gay's pretty Poll.
I told her a rebus, I gave her a wee buss;
She call'd me her Phoebus, her hero of pith;
Her caraway comfit, her prime sugar plumb, fit
For lady's lip, rum fit! her Lollypop Smith!
* The Mugs out of which the violent politicians of Charles
the Second's time drank their beer, were fashioned into the
resemblance of Shaftsbury's face. Hence the common phrase,
“Ugly Mug!”