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,