ON HEARING THE TRANSLATION OF PART OF THE FARMER'S BOY INTO LATIN

Hey, Giles! in what new garb art dresst? For Lads like you methinks a bold one; I'm glad to see thee so caresst; But, hark ye!—don't despise your old one. Thou'rt not the first by many, a Boy Who've found abroad good friends to own 'em; Then, in such Coats have shown their joy, E'en their own Fathers have not known 'em.