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

By Robert Bloomfield

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!— do n'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.