‘With shortish Tails, but monstrous large Mustachios;
‘One really would suppose, from their D——d braying,
‘No Vermin in the Country dare be staying.
‘They’re wondrous favourites with the Squire, I’ve heard,—
‘Some think their Trappings foolish, and absurd.
‘Their Herdsman too, tho’ he so often blunders,
‘At home has got the Name for doing wonders.
‘Be that as’t may—tho’ this Drove came the latest,
‘They’re much the finest Asses, and the Greatest:
‘But really I do think, when forward Straying,