"Shall not the wide-horn'd ox be fell'd?" cries he:
I sacrifice no ox—"Nor yet a wether?"
Not I, by Jove! a simple sheep perhaps:
"And what's a wether but a sheep?" cries he.
I'm a plain man, my friend, and therefore speak
Plain language:—"What! I speak as Homer does;
And sure a cook may use like privilege
And more than a blind poet."—Not with me;
I'll have no kitchen-Homers in my house!
So pray discharge yourself!—This said, we parted. —Cumberland.