Close by the mayor’s mansion, expos’d are in pens,
A local collection of cocks and of hens;
Ducks, turkies, and pigeons in sunkets are seen,
And pack-sacks presented with grey geese and green:
With well cul’d canaries confin’d close in cages,
And song birds of all sorts and sizes and ages;
Whose quavering chorus both cheer and divert
The cohorts convened at mayor Millar’s mart.
Here potters, with panniers of Stafford and Delph,
And chests of choice china to shine on the shelf;