Humphrey Crouch, The Welch Traveller, or the Unfortunate Welchman (n.d.)
“ Within a pew he closely lay,all night until the morrow,Until the saxton came they say,which did increase his sorrow,Taffy peep'd out with his black snout,which made him sore afraid;He like a mad man run about,and call'd aloud for aid. ”
