Wits Bedlam, Where is had, Whipping-cheer, to cure the Mad | ||
One one B. Holiday.
Epit. 42.
Ah! out, alas, and well-away,Here lies still, an Holyday.
Had it beene working; then, yee know,
It could not lie still, to be so.
Yet, when Holyday shall rise,
Hee'l fall, then, to some exercise.
Wits Bedlam, Where is had, Whipping-cheer, to cure the Mad | ||