Who lets her little ’larum run
Till scarcely can the listener know
If that or time more swiftly go!
Henceforth I know the terrible bore
Of “padding the hoof” no more, no more;
But back to this seat I so oft have press’d
I’ll spring to be wafted the while I rest:
For thou, dear ’Buss! art a home to me,
While I am snugly seated in thee,
While I am, etc.