epigram on francis grose the antiquary

　　the devil got notice that grose was a-dying

　　so 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!”