So when Curll's Stomach the strong Drench o'ercame, <br />(Infus'd in Vengenance of insulted Fame) <br />Th' Avenger sees, with a delighted Eye, <br />His long Jaws open, and his Colour fly; <br />And while his Guts the keen Emeticks urge, <br />Smiles on the Vomit, and enjoys the Purge.<br /><br />Alexander Pope<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lines-on-curll/
