The Thompsonian quack, or the miraculous cure and marvellous metamorphosis : a satire on somebody / by Nathan Nobody ; with a critique by Billy Booby.

  • Yellott, George, 1819-
Date:
1848
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Credit: The Thompsonian quack, or the miraculous cure and marvellous metamorphosis : a satire on somebody / by Nathan Nobody ; with a critique by Billy Booby. Source: Wellcome Collection.

Provider: This material has been provided by the National Library of Medicine (U.S.), through the Medical Heritage Library. The original may be consulted at the National Library of Medicine (U.S.)

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    XV. I seized the reins, but, looking round, espied Old Boz, my setter-dog, with braw brass collar,' Who took his station by my courser's side, And wag'd his tail, as if he meant to follow, As he is wont to do whene'er I ride ; He skiptand capered, and did roll and wallow, And whin'd, and did each canine mode employ, In lieu of words, to testify his joy. XVI. Quoth I then, to my trusty blackamcre, Chain up the dog, or he perchance may bite Some fool upon the road, for I am sure He cannot bear a booby in his sight, Since lately that confounded dunce—(the score He'll pay him off)—jumped on him for a fight. Whereat my henchman tuck'd him 'neath his arm, And bore him off that he might do no harm. XVII. I seiz'd the bridle and began to pull it; OfFdash'd my steed in a tremendous rack ; Ne'er straighter from the cannon flew a bullet, Kick'd by a keg of powder in the back, Nor swifter swoops a hawk upon a pullet, Than I was wafted then upon my hack ; So fast we kick'd behind the stones and gravels, I had no time to take notes on my travels.