The merry charmers, with their brazen tongues,
Make efforts to chime forth their favourite songs,—
Till the bold ringers are inform’d—that now
They must await until the nuptial vow
Is sanction’d by the law. Now every eye
Is bent towards the road, where they espy
Sir Humphrey’s carriage coming up the “green;”
And hail the occupants, who are therein:
Then, close behind, another coach appears;
The villagers send forth unbounded cheers;—
They doff their neckerchiefs, and aught beside
Spontaneously to greet the beauteous Bride:
Sir Edward follows, with two handsome “greys,”
Outvieing in stature old Sir Humphrey’s “bays.”