Coach and fag in one united.
See him, close inspection o’er,
Column formed, and bugles blowing,
Head the Corps, and through the gates
Trot, the way to glory showing.
In the field, the court, the road,
Barking, bossing had you seen him,
Nil humani, you had said,
Was to Bandy alienum.
Never, rare in man! de trop,