And his wig from his phiz deigns to pull;
Adzooks! what a squall Sally gave thro’ surprize!
Like a pig that is stuck, how she open’d her eyes,
When she recogniz’d Jollup’s bare skull!
Each miss! then exclaim’d, while she turn’d up her snout,
“Sir, your head isn’t fit to be seen!”
The pot-boys ran in, and the pot-boys ran out,
And could not conceive what the noise was about,
While the doctor address’d Sally Green.