XXVI + 

“I’ll pull the string,” said he, and further said, + 

“Polluted Jarvey! Ah, thou filthy hack! + 

Whose springs of life are all dried up and dead, + 

Whose linsey-woolsey lining hangs all slack, + 

Whose rug is straw, whose wholeness is a crack; + 

And evermore thy steps go clatter-clitter; + 

Whose glass once up can never be got back, + 

Who prov’st, with jolting arguments and bitter, + 

That ’tis of modern use to travel in a litter. + 