(Had come to Rollingate erst as a page;)
O’er fifty years, it was the old man’s boast,
He had been guardian of th’ important post:
But then, besides, he rode about th’ estate,—
A sort of bailiff over Rollingate,
And superintendent of the flocks and herds,
The deer, the swine, and the domestic birds,—
He made arrangements for the animal sale
Of surplus cattle; oak, and ashen, pale;
The over-crowding firs and elms and pines;