He could not overcome 'em.
'"And," said Lord L——, "I gravely vow
By him the blessed Saviour,
I, never, from my youth, could know
A crotchet from a quaver."
'Then Cæsar cry'd—"Well, sing in flats,
I want no grace nor science;
And, if you mew like two Tom Cats,
I'll have a prompt compliance."
'When these two nobles saw 'twas vain,