But you are greedy as a herd of swine;
Learn to be temperate.” - Had they dared t’obey,
He would have praised and turn’d them all away.
Friends met Sir Denys riding in his ground,
And there the meekness of his spirit found:
For that gray coat, not new for many a year,
Hides all that would like decent dress appear;
An old brown pony ’twas his will to ride,
Who shuffled onward, and from side to side;
A five-pound purchase, but so fat and sleek,