John Tutchin, [from] The Observator (1702)

Our Jacobites in town keep time with the music at Oxford, and on every occasion spit their venom at the memory of King William. When they are in the midst of their cups, the obliging health is to Sorrel and the Queen; i.e. to the horse that by a fall hurt the collar-bone of King William, not long before his death, and to Queen Anne his successor. For asses to drink a health to a horse, is reasonable enough, because the horse is of a species superior to themselves, but to put the Queen and the horse both in one glass, is abominably absurd and scandalous.