Tainted with onions, or stale horseradish,
Full in their faces, they would call't a breeze
From new-born violets, or sweet-scented roses;
And if still fouler air came from them, 'twas
A most delicious perfume, and inquiries
From whence it was procured.—Such practices
Have brought disgrace upon the name and office,
And what was honest and respectable
Is now become disgraceful and ignoble.—Anon.
The same.