Then comes the motley mob--

Idlers to wit--no Guardians some,

Of Tattlers in a squeeze;

Ramblers, in heavy carts and vans,

Spectators up in trees.

Butchers on backs of butcher's hacks,

That shambled to and fro'!

Bakers intent upon a buck,

Neglectful of the _dough_!

Change Alley Bears to speculate,

As usual, for a fall;

And green and scarlet runners, such

As never climb'd a wall!

'Twas strange to think what difference

A single creature made;

A single stag had caused a whole

_Stag_nation in their trade.

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