And the Eggar,[43] poor lady, was highly enraged
That her numerous offspring requiring her care,
Prevented her joining a party so rare.
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The Burnets,[44] Brown Pinioned,[45] the Dingy Brocades,[46]
The Black Raven Feather,[47] and sweet Angle Shades,[48]
Had promised that day with the Tussock[49] to dine,
A lady of fashion, whose hour was nine;
But when they received their dread sovereign’s command,
They yielded to custom’s imperious demand,