Or, sleek of coat, and deck'd with trappings gay,
Bounding they met the labour of the day.
Landlord and whip gazed on the thriving trade,
And dreamt of fortunes soon and surely made,
For then alike both house and coach fill'd well,
"And all went merry as a marriage bell."
Once it was thus—another age appears,
And Hounslow's smiles, alas! are turn'd to tears.
No more is heard the mellow winding horn,
Waking the drowsy slumbers of the morn;