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Pat, thou art full of strange conceit And in thy way a perfect treat:
So catch thy beast, once more bestride him,
And with a better caution ride him:
But let not thy resentment guide The angry spur to goad his side;
Nor let thy whip apply its thong,
For Punch, friend Pat, has done no wrong;
And if 'tis just to give such greeting,
We know who 'tis deserves the beating.”
Pat smil'd,—and having kiss'd the hack,
Was soon re-seated on his back.