_The Chorus_--For we _’ad_ to stop o’ course, Jest to bait the bloomin’ ’orse, So we’d pots of ale and porter (Or a drop o’ something shorter), While he drunk his pail o’ water, He was sech a whale on water! That more water than he oughter, More water than he oughter, ’Ad the poor old ’orse! _Second Stanza._ That ’orse he was a rum ’un--a queer old quadru-pèd, At every public-’ouse he passed he’d cock his artful ’ed! Sez I: “If he goes on like this, we shan’t see Kew to-night!” Jim ’Opkins winks his eye, and sez--“We’ll git along all right!” _Chorus_--Though we ’ave to stop of course,--&c., &c. [_With slight textual modifications._ _Third Stanza._ At Kinsington we ’alted, ’Ammersmith, and Turnham Green, The ’orse ’ad sech a thust on him, its like was never seen! With every ’arf a mile or so, that animal got blown: And we was far too well brought-up to let ’im drink alone! _Chorus_--As we ’ad to stop, o’ course, &c. _Fourth Stanza._ We stopped again at Chiswick, till at last we got to Kew, But when we reached the Gardings--well, there was a fine to-do! The Keeper, in his gold-laced tile, was shutting-to the gate, Sez he: “There’s no admittance now--you’re just arrived too late!” [_Synopsis of spoken Interlude: Spirited passage-at-arms between_ Mr. Wm. Blazer _and the_ Keeper; _singular action of_ Pa Plapper; _“I want to see yer Pagoder--bring out yer old Pagoder as you’re so proud on!”_ Mrs. Addick’s _disappointment at not being able to see the “Intemperate Plants,” and the “Pitcher Shrub,” once more. Her subsidence in tears, on the floor of the van._ Keeper _concludes the dialogue by inquiring why the party did not arrive sooner. An’ we sez_, “Well, it was like this, ole cock robin--d’yer see?” _Chorus_--We’ve ’ad to stop, o’ course, &c. _Fifth Stanza._ “Don’t fret,” I sez, “about it, for they ain’t got much to see Inside their precious Gardings--so let’s go and ’ave some tea! A cup I seem to fancy now--I feel that faint and limp-- With a slice of bread-and-butter, and some creases, and a s’rimp!”