Gay's index to Trivia is very different to Pope's for The Dunciad. Often, the reader of the latter must look up the reference in the poem to be amused; Gay's fuller entries summon the poem back, flickering through it re-ordered into continual, comic censure. A kind of prose emerges, picked up by later writers such as Jane Austen when she speeds through all the different things a character is saying, an index in quotes. For example, during the famous strawberry pic-nic (in Emma), Mrs Elton leads the way, thinking and talking only of strawberries, this reported in a manner which could have been the index for a three part poem on them, which we must now invent:
"The best fruit in England--every body's favourite--always wholesome.--These the finest beds and finest sorts.--Delightful to gather for one's self--the only way of really enjoying them.--Morning decidedly the best time--never tired-- every sort good--hautboy infinitely superior--no comparison-- the others hardly eatable--hautboys very scarce--Chili preferred-- white wood finest flavour of all--price of strawberries in London-- abundance about Bristol--Maple Grove--cultivation--beds when to be renewed--gardeners thinking exactly different--no general rule-- gardeners never to be put out of their way--delicious fruit-- only too rich to be eaten much of--inferior to cherries-- currants more refreshing--only objection to gathering strawberries the stooping--glaring sun--tired to death--could bear it no longer-- must go and sit in the shade."
 "Come, and eat my strawberries."