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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909.

The Accounte of W. Canynges’ Feast

Thomas Chatterton (1752–1770)

THROUGH the hall the bell hath sound;

Welcoming doth the mayor beseem;

The aldermen do sit around,

And snuffle up the savoury steam,

Like asses wild in desert waste

Sweetly the morning air do taste.

So keen they ate; the minstrels play,

The din of angels do they keep,

High style. The guests have nought to say,

But nod their thanks, and fall asleep.

Thus every day be I to dine,

If Rowley, Iscam, or Tyb. Gorges be not seen.