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The Dame of the House,
      That perceiv'd this abuse,
From Passion could not refrain,
      As knowing what was dropp'd,
      Could not easily be mopp'd,
Being mixt with a Stercus humain;
      And a hum, &c.

And strongly perfum'd,
      To Inform her presum'd,
How the Nymphs in the days of Yore,
      Who were cleanly inclin'd,
      Us'd a Cork for behind,
And a Spung for the Cranny before;
      With a whisse, &c.

Come Ractcliff, come Hans,
      From the Vine, or from Manns,
Come Morley, to mend this matter,
      And if these prove vain,
      Come Occult Chamberlain,
Deep learn'd in the Secrets of Nature;
      And a hum, &c.

Come Blackmore, come Mead,
      Come Sir William Read,
Of late by the Soveraign grac'd,
      And peeping in their Tails,
      Quickly cure these Sisters ails,
Some five Inches under the wast,
      Of a whisse, hum, &c.

And the Secret to trace,
      Manage both private ways,
Tho' I mean not the ways of a Sinner,
      That she who does Trump,
      Through defect in her rump,
Never more may Perfume the Q——ns dinner;
      With a hum, &c.