That having met their final doom,
They may have rest, we—elbow room.[91]
Say that the deepest politicians
Will join their powers with us physicians;
Assist to overset the flummery
Of Perkins’ mischief-making mummery,
Nor suffer tractoring rogues to cure
Such sordid shoals of paltry poor,
Of whom it truly may be said,
That they were ten times better dead.