XXII.

Anon, he turns to that Homeric war, How Troy was sieged like Londonderry town; And stout Achilles, at his jaunting-car, Dragged mighty Hector with a bloody crown: And eke the bard, that sung of their renown, In garb of Greece most beggar-like and torn, He paints, with collie, wand'ring up and down: Because, at once, in seven cities born; And so, of parish rights, was, all his days, forlorn.