So fair an opportunity for sin
Would be (as he should say a burning shame;)
But, when the bird, at dinner-time went in,
Cried Juan, "Where's the left leg of my game?"
"Soul of my body, sir!" roar'd cook,—no fire
In his own kitchen, showing phiz more red,
Yet whether thus, from guilt he blazed, or ire,
Or shame perdie, hath ne'er been sung or said,
"Soul of my body!—other leg?—Well done!—
No crane that e'er I saw, had more than one."