The coachman pull’d up, but all advice scorning,
“Drive on,” cried his master, “I’ll call in the morning.”
Shame! shame! Billy Grazebrook; if a fox had been there
You’d have been at the death, and not in the rear;
But alas! a fond husband has now to bewail
The loss of his lov’d one: so here ends my tale.
DUDLEY.
EARLDOM OF DUDLEY.
To the Editor of the Daily Post.