Let Drury-Lane eternal Columns raise,
And every wanton Wife resound his Praise;
Let Courtiers with implicit Faith obey,
And to their grand Procurer Homage pay.
No more shall Duchesses to Bath repair,
Or fly to Tunbridge to procure an Heir;
Spring-Gardens can supply their every Want,
For here whate'er they ask the Swain wil grant,
And future Lords (if they'll confess the right)
Shall owe their Being to this blessed Night;