Pegasus At Wanlockhead（1 / 1）

pegasus at wanlockhead

with pegasus upon a day,

apollo, weary flying,

through frosty hills the journey lay,

on foot the way was plying.

poor slipshod giddy pegasus

was but a sorry walker;

to vulcan then apollo goes,

to get a frosty caulker.

obliging vulcan fell to work,

threw by his coat and bonnet,

and did sol's business in a crack;

sol paid him with a sonnet.

ye vulcan's sons of wanlockhead,

pity my sad disaster;

my pegasus is poorly shod,

i'll pay you like my master.