E. Collins ‘Modern Metamorphosis’ Misc. 30: ’Twas thus two Blades of the Excise, Had on a Porter fix’d their Eyes, Unluckily who cross’d their Way, Beneath a Load of fragrant Tea; The Scent affects the Lurchers Nose Still they pursue where’er he goes [...] The Sack is search’d, says John, what’s this? How strange a Metamorphosis! [...] Abash’d the Lurchers sneak’d away.at lurcher (of the law), n.