Thus spoke the Noble Chief; in whom combin’d
A sportive fancy, an immortal Mind—
Who Pomp repell’d, and Pageantry of Show,
And scorn’d the Homage, which from thence did flow;
Simply attir’d, he sought th’ embattled Plain,}
No studied Splendour, no refulgent Fame,}
Could add one Bud of Laurel to his Name.}
Johnny on Duty with his Chief.
This was an Honour rather unexpected,