Our Hero rather lik'd the plan,
As Molly brought the warming-pan,
And having pass'd it through the door,
Waited without till all was o'er.
Thus, having rang'd the alarum-bell,
With other things I must not tell,
And seen Sir Jeff'ry's pillow'd head
Turning to rest within his bed,
Quæ Genus bore the pan away
Where Molly fair was us'd to stay.