“What! you of roads and starless nights afraid?
You think to govern! you to be obey’d!”
Smiling he spoke: the humble Friend declared
His soul’s obedience, and to go prepared.
The place was distant, but with great delight
They saw a race, and hail’d the glorious sight:
The ’Squire exulted, and declared the ride
Had amply paid, and he was satisfied.
They gazed, they feasted, and, in happy mood,
Homeward return’d, and hastening as they rode;