There lies the bridge, and here’s the clock,
Observe the lion and the cock,
The spacious court, the colonnade!
The chimneys are so well designed,
They never smoke in any wind.
The gallery’s contrived for walking,
The windows to retire and talk in.
The council chamber for debate,
And all the rest are rooms of state.
Thanks, sir, cried I, ’tis very fine,