The sleek-skinn'd brotherhood soon flock'd together,
All in full spirits and full feather,
With double chins and rosy faces,
Pictures of bacchanalian graces,
Expecting to behold a feast
Of turtle exquisitely drest.
They lick'd their chops, and stretch'd their maws,
And blest the man that first invented jaws.
Jaws form'd so wonderful and so complete,
Jaws that can swear and pray and lie and eat;