Pandora’s Treasure.

Underneath,

Tobacco, that outlandish Weed,

It dries the Brain, and spoils the Seed;

It dulls the Spirit, it dims the Sight,

It robs a Woman of her Right.

An Epitaph on a Wicked Man’s Tomb. Written by Doctor Wild the famous Non-Conformist Minister.

Beneath this Stone there lies a cursed Sinner,

Doom’d to be roasted for the Devil’s Dinner.

In the Vaults at Chelsea, and in an hundred other Places.