"A BROADSIDE AGAINST COFFEE.
"A coachman was the first (here) coffee made,
And ever since the rest drive on the trade:
'Me no good Engalash!' and sure enough,
He played the quack to salve his Stygian stuff;
'Ver boon for de stomach, de cough, de phthisick.'
I believe him, for it looks like physic.
Coffee a crust is charred into a coal,
The smell and taste of the mock china bowl;
Where huff and puff, they labour out their lungs,