Were filled with wonder at his state,
And, promptly, though 'twas sabbath tide,
"Three cheers for squire—Hooray!" they cried....
Such was Sir Herbert Springett's ride.
* * * * *
Sad is the sequel, sad but true—
For while in sermon-time a few
Deep snores resounded from the pew
Reserved for squire, by others there
The tenth commandment (men declare)