Created by Isaac Cruikshank. Published by S. W. Fores. The Duke of Clarence dressed as a woman leans over a first-floor balcony to empty a cracked chamber-pot (inscribed 'DC') upon the tambourine which a man is playing in the street below. This man capers along, leading two street musicians to whom he says, "Come along my Boys Come along thats your sort keep it up - I wont commit you now never fear its rare fun ay'nt [it] & all Gratis". One man kneels on one knee playing a mechanical organ; he says, "oh the Tremendous Just Ass Midas Oh what a Solomon is Justass Mida - ". The other blows a French horn. The Duke is dressed as a nurse, a handkerchief tied round his head, under which appears the end of his short pigtail queue. On his sleeve is a star. Beside him (right) stands a surgeon leaning over the balcony; his shirt-sleeves are rolled up showing brawny arms; in his right hand is a huge forceps which grips the head of an infant on whose breast is a star; under his left arm is a bundle of surgical instruments. He says, "D .. .n Your Noise you Rascall's you'll Disturb Mrs Pickle who has just made a faux Couche of a Young Sea Gull, here Nurse Clarey tip 'em the Jordan'." Clarence answers, "well said Dr Warrant we'll Rake em fore and Aft." An ugly old woman stands in the street on the extreme right looking up at the balcony; she says, "Bless the Baby how like its Dady what a pity it should be a Slink, aye marry and marked with a Star". Behind her is the door of the house with a plate inscribed 'Mrs Pick[le]'. On the house (left) is 'Sommers Street'. Hand-coloured etching. Description from the British Museum.