When God himself draws the curtain!
CLXXXVII.
The careful Betty the pillow beats,
And airs the blankets, and smooths the sheets,
And gives the mattress a shaking—
But vainly Betty performs her part,
If a ruffled head and a rumpled heart,
As well as the couch want making.
CLXXXVIII.
There's Morbid, all bile, and verjuice, and nerves,