For thee who knowing not the term of leg
Dost in these lines mysterious language find,
And would thereof an explanation beg
To quench the sturdy wonder of thy mind.
Haply at Tattersall’s Subscription Room,
They’ll tell thee that, by modern definition
A Leg’s a Lord, a Captain, or a Groom,
Or one whose betting keeps him in condition
For thee, who paramount of Legs the head,
Dost herein recognize thine own estate,