Full sixty horses, led the fairy way,
Adorn’d with choice rosettes, in meet array;
Each favour’d beast bore on its gladsome guest,
In twenty rows arear, and three abreast:
Then follow’d Tympanum,[234] the lord of sound,
And his train’d band, which shook the very ground;
They blew their instruments so mighty loud
It drown’d the chorus of the motley crowd.
Next, came Lord Mountjoy, in his chaise-and-four,
Waving his hat obeisant to the poor,