When Old Corruption first begun

From Chap 6
Ah said Sipsop, I only wish Jack [Hunter ] Tearguts had had the cutting of Plutarch he understands anatomy better than any of the Ancients hell plunge his knife up to the hilt in a single drive and thrust his fist in, and all in the space of a Quarter of an hour. he does not mind their crying — tho they cry ever so hell Swear at them & keep them down with his fist & tell them that hell scrape their bones if they dont lay still & be quiet — What the devil should the people in the hospital that have it done for nothing, make such a piece of work for
Hang that said Suction let us have a Song
Then [Sipsop sang] the Cynic sang

When old corruption first begun
Adornd in yellow vest
He committed on flesh a whoredom
O what a wicked beast


From them a callow babe did spring
And old corruption smild
To think his race should never end
For now he had a child


He calld him Surgery & fed
The babe with his own milk
For flesh & he could neer agree
She would not let him suck


And this he always kept in mind
And formd a crooked knife
And ran about with bloody hands
To seek his mothers life


And as he ran to seek his mother
He met with a dead woman
He fell in love & married her
A deed which is not common


She soon grew pregnant & brought forth
Scurvy & spotted fever
The father grind & skipt about
And said I'm made for ever


For now I have procurd these imps
Ill try experiments
With that he tied poor scurvy down
& stopt up all its vents


And when the child began to swell
He shouted out aloud
Ive found the dropsy out & soon
Shall do the world more good


He took up fever by the neck
And cut out all its spots
And thro the holes which he had made
He first discovered guts
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