Although, my dear madam, the quiz,
To his wit’s full extent is a knave.
All this she perform’d in a jerk,
And being well pleased with him, so far,
She set herself gravely to work,
And forced him to swallow a crow-bar.
No wonder then, this queer machine,
Which so rude, and so awkwardly made is,
By nobody ever was seen
To bow to the fairest of ladies.[135]