With his cousin, the Sprawler,[94] joined the party so late,
That morn was forth peeping, and the dancing had done,
When Spring Usher[95] announced the young beautiful Nun.[96]
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The Gnomana[97] now indexed the hour of four,
The guests were assembled around the great door,
Which the Lacqueys[98] threw open, and each in his rank
Found a seat for himself, and they all ate and drank
With a relish that would not disgrace the Guildhall,
(To compare for a moment such great things with small,)
Where London’s Lord Mayor and his Aldermen deign