Behold the hall where chiefs were late convened! [4.B.]

Oh! dome displeasing unto British eye!

With diadem hight Foolscap, lo! a Fiend,

A little Fiend that scoffs incessantly,

There sits in parchment robe arrayed, and by[bf]

His side is hung a seal and sable scroll,

Where blazoned glare names known to chivalry,[bg]

And sundry signatures adorn the roll,[bh]

Whereat the Urchin points and laughs with all his soul.[bi]