But from his empty ftomach groan'd, With brandifh'd tail and blast of wind. So have I seen, with armed heel, A Wight beftride a Commonweal, 920 While still the more he kick'd and spurr'd, 925 The less the fullen jade has stirr’d. |
But from his empty ftomach groan'd, With brandifh'd tail and blast of wind. So have I seen, with armed heel, A Wight beftride a Commonweal, 920 While still the more he kick'd and spurr'd, 925 The less the fullen jade has stirr’d. |