Home-made dishes that drive one from home. - Thomas Hood

'Tis strange how like a very dunce,
Man, with his bumps upon his sconce,
Has lived so long, and yet no knowledge he
Has had, till lately, of Phrenology—
A science that by simple dint of
Head-combing he should find a hint of,
When scratching o'er those little pole-hills
The faculties throw up like mole hills.

His death which happened in his berth,
At forty-odd befell:
They went and told the sexton, and
The sexton tolled the bell.

Even God's providence Seeming estranged.