Various, Punch, or the London Charivari…
“ If some who prate of paupers' ways, their tantrums, or their love of snuffing,Their fretting at cold, hard-fast rules, their fancy for sly bacca-puffing,Could only scan the paupers' past a little closer than their mode is,They'd learn that still some sparks of soul burn in those broken-down old bodies.And soul does kick at iron rules, and icy ways. Old blood runs chilly,And craves the heat, of love, fire, pipe, to warm it up like. ”
