Aspirants oft, with smiles and bows,
Throng’d the door of Carlton House,
Expecting, hinting, praying, striving,
To get the reins, and shew their driving.
By turns they found the Princely mind
Disturb’d or calm, displeased or kind,
Till once, ’tis said, when one and all
Met impatient in his hall,
From a music room beyond
They snatch’d the instruments of sound;