The vaccine scourge : Part 2 : containing the New Beggar's Opera, alias the Walkerian Farce, alias the London Vaccine Hoax ; in answer to Dr. Walker's jenneric opera : A Rod for the Fool's Back.

Date:
1815
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Credit: The vaccine scourge : Part 2 : containing the New Beggar's Opera, alias the Walkerian Farce, alias the London Vaccine Hoax ; in answer to Dr. Walker's jenneric opera : A Rod for the Fool's Back. Source: Wellcome Collection.

Provider: This material has been provided by Royal College of Physicians, London. The original may be consulted at Royal College of Physicians, London.

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    Tho’ scorn’d by men of honour, W ith riches I am blest; And still assume another’s plume. To feather my own nest. Some hate me, as a miser. And yet ’tis good and pleasant. To heap up gold, and to be told I am a golden pheasant* Some think I am a blackbird. Some think I am a rook; My legs, and back, and heart are black. And black as Hell I look. My charity still prospers. It still at home begins. And still ends there ; but ’tis I swear, A cloke for many sins. I still shall keep it open, Tho’ no one end fulfilling. But private ends, without my friends. While I can get a shilling. I’m President, Committee, I’m Treas’rer, Secretary; I’m Auditeur. and Accoucheur, And Doctor-Poticary.