Pandemonic

[…]for on no other principle can I account for the prolongation of the day of feasting at the Crown and Anchor, until the 31st day of July, unless it is to allow themselves one little month to boast f respectability, &c. &c. &c., before the Satirist can present to the public a true account of the pandemonic scene.

Sheets, tablecloths, white gowns, and pocket-handkerchiefs were instantly in demand, and every one, as has been seen, entered, con amore, into the extempore entertainment of Pandemonic Revels.

Yea! for such sights and acts do tear apart / The close and subtle clasping of a chain, / Form’d not of gold, but of corroded brass, / Whose links are furnish’d from the common mine / Of every day’s event, and want, and wish; / From work-times, diet-times, and sleeping-times: / And thence constructed, mean and heavy links / Within the pandemonic walls of sense, / Enchain our deathless part, constrain our strength, / And waste the goodly stature of our soul.