Contending with litigious peasants,
With “hidden hands” within his gates,
With claims for foxes and for pheasants;
We saw Leigh Kelway drop his chin—
That precious English super-tripper—
In shocked amazement drinking in
The lurid narrative of Slipper.
Philippa’s piercing peacock squeals,
Uttered in moments of expansion;
The grime and splendour of the meals