versicles on sign-posts
his face with sile eternal drest,
jt like the ndlord&039;s to his guest&039;s,
high as they hang with creakg d,
to dex out the untry n
he looked jt as your sign-post lions do,
with aspect fierce, and ite as harless too
a head, pure, sless ite of bra and ul,
the very ia of a barber&039;s poll;
it shews a huan face, and wears a wig,
and looks, when well preserv&039;d, aazg big
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