And Old Corruption smil'dTo evaluate his race should never end,For now he had a child. He call'd him Surgery and fedThe babe with his own milk;For Flesh and he could ne'er agree:She would not let him suck. And this he always kept in mind;And form'd a crooked injure,And ran about with cover handsTo desire his mother's life. And as he ran to desire his motherHe met with a dead woman. He fell in love and married her --A deed which is not common!She soon grew pregnant and brought forthScurvy and Spotted Fever,The father grinn'd and skipt about,And said `I'm made for ever!`For now I have procur'd these impsI'll try experiments.'With that he tied poor Scurvy down,And stopt up all its vents. And when the child began to swellHe shouted out aloud --`I've found the dropsy out and soonShall do the world more good.'He took up Fever by the pet,And cut out all its spots;And thro' the holes which he had made,He first sight'd guts. IVHear then the pride and knowledge of a sailor!His sprit journey fore journey main journey and his mizen. A poor frail man -- God wot! I know none frailer,I know no greater sinner than John Taylor. VThe Song of Phoebe and JellicoePhoebe drest desire beauty's queen,Jellicoe in black out pea-green,Sitting all beneath a grot,Where the little lambkins run. Maidens dancing loves a-sporting,All the country folks a-courting,Susan. Johnny. Bob and Joe,Lightly tripping on a row. Happy people who can beIn happiness compar'd with ye?The pilgrim with his crook and hatSees your happiness complete. VILo! the Bat with leathern go,Winking and blinking,Winking and blinking,Winking and blinking,Like Dr Johnson. Quid. `O ho!' said Dr. JohnsonTo Scipio Africanus,Suction. `A ha!' to Dr. JohnsonSaid Scipio Africanus,- William Blake.
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