Still make the numskulls take it all up.
Cram all the ninny-hammers’ gullets,
With pills as big as pistol bullets;
And mingle mercury enough
To season well your doctor’s stuff.
Dash at them escharotics gnawing,
Their carcases to pick a flaw in;
Of nitrous acid huge carboys,
Filled to the brim, like Margate hoys.
Thus when the Greeks with their commander,