Pulls out his watch—takes snuff—and twirls his thumbs.
At length,
The awful stillness broke—
As if from silence gathering strength
Most lustily they all did croak,
Their opinions mingling,
In discordant jingling—
"A purge"—"a blister"—"shave his head"
"Senna and salts"—"a clyster"—"have him bled,"
"A pill at noon"—"another pill at night,"