Epigram on Francis Grose the Antiquary

The Devil got notice that Grose was a-dyingSo whip! at the summons, old Satan came flying;But when he approached where poor Francis lay moaning,And saw each bed-post with its burthen a-groaning,Astonish’d, confounded, cries Satan—“By God,I’ll want him, ere I take such a damnable load!”

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