I sing of a doctor—a doctor I sing;
God send such a doctor to every bad king;
For this is a quack of superlative skill,—
If he cannot cure, he can certainly kill.

God send such a doctor to Sawney the Russ,
God send such a doctor to Frederick the Pruss,
To Ferdi, and Francis, and Louis the lame,
There's another besides,—need I mention his name?