The client whom his blunders sacrificed,
When somebody musts needs describe the scene—
How the procession ended at the church
That boasts the famous relic: quoth our brute,
"Why, that 's just Martial's phrase for 'make an end'—
Ad umbilicum sic perventum est!"
The callous dog,—let who will cut off head,
He cuts a joke, and cares no more than so!
I think my speech shall modify his mirth:
"How is the fine gold dim!"—but send the piece!