Versicles on Sign-posts
written in 1788
He looked Just as your Sign-post lions do, As fierce, and quite as harmless too. Patient Stupidity So, heavy, passive to the tempest's shocks, Dull on the Sign-post stands the stupid Ox. His face with smile eternal drest Just like the Landlord to his guest, High as they hang with creaking din To index out the Country Inn. A head pure, sinless quite of brain or soul, The very image of a Barber's Poll; Just shews a human face and wears a wig, And looks when well-friseur'd, amazing big.