Fair Urfly, in a merry mood,
Consulted her physician,
What time was best to stir the blood,
And spirits, by coition.
Quoth Woodward, if my judgment's right,
An answer worth returning;
You'll find it pleasantest o'er night,
Most wholesome in the morning.
Quoth Urfly, then, for pleasure's sake,
Each evening will I take it;
And ev'ry morning when I wake,
My constant physic make it.