Must now resume our former places;
But still, to keep up our renown,
We ride a “gairish sun-beam” down!
And now once more, in humble station,
We’ll jog along in plain narration;
And tollutate o’er turnpike path,[71]
To view the conjuring crew at Bath.
Behold! great Haygarth and his corps[72]
Of necromancers, just a score,
Enter the drear abodes of pain,