And e'en the grand display
When, to our Prince to give a name,
His Majesty of Prussia came
To England t' other day.
XII.
Now Arthur's seat they reach: not that
Where royal Arthur never sat—
Dun Edin's famous mound.
Loud shouts of joy the welkin crack,
And Arthur dubs our hero Jack,
Knight of the Table Round.
And now, in Pleasure's syren lap,
Sir Jack indulges in a nap-
I crave his grace—Sir John!
Flirts with the fairest dames at court,
And drinks, noblest lords, the port—
This comes of "getting on."
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