Behold him strutting through the western porch;
Nor would the parson ever more espy
Old Andrew Hodge, with his auxiliar eye;[219]
Nor would the children run again to meet
Him, all expectant of their Sunday sweet:—
No, no!—old Andrew now had breathed his last,
And all those trivial joys for ever past.
[218] Aunt Toogood.
[219] A magnifying glass, which poor old Andrew was in the habit of using when reading.