And would leave them behind at a distance to follow.
For he had a knack,
Without e'er a whack,—
As he stuck tight as wax to the animal's back—
To make it proceed
With such rapid speed
That you'd doubt if 'twas really a jackass indeed.
The next two were daughters, and might be called fair,
For brightly would glitter their dark glossy hair,
As bandless and free, by no fetters confined