The Member rattling up at slapping pace,
To ease his conscience, or secure a place—
The maiden flying from a guardian's rage,
In Hymen's "Union" venturing a stage—
These knew no more of anxious fear or doubt,
When John the ostler cried, "the first turn out."
Once, Hounslow, there was many a gallant team,
The dragsman's pride, the helper's fruitful theme;
How dashingly they sweep up to the well-known door,
Where rest awaited when their task was o'er;