For all your present colts and fillies;
No matter, tho’ for this supply
We drain our master’s coffers dry:
Stretch we the grant too, if ye please,
E’en to the future colts of these;
Then to their coltlings in entail,
’Till issue of such issue fail:
Well, bullies, are you all content?”
Each steed here snorted his assent;
And now adjusted their pretensions,