Glare’d, ghastly, in the wretched Roger’s face!

The Miller’s Mare, who oft had gone the way,

Scamper’d with Roger into Norwich town;

And, there, to all the market-folks’ dismay,

Old Dumpling beat the mare, with Roger, down.

Brief let me be;—the Story soon took air;—

For Townsmen are inquisitive, of course,

When a live Monk rides in upon a Mare,

Chase’d by a dead one, arm’d, upon a Horse.

Sir Thomas up to London sped, full fast,