A livelier chance to ventilate their talents.
Men ride abroad in rubbered automobiles,
Naked of armour, bar the nauseous smell,
Not bound on any ransom save to owe bills
Contracted by some errant damosel,
So that in Carlton's Halls, superbly gowned,
She may adorn their Dinner-table Round:
But here their service ends. They fain would wrestle
With horrid dragons or a heathen crew;
Ride ventre à terre to help the weaker vessel,