To raise the Guinea, and to see the Grot,
And 'mongst the Belles to slant it at Ridolt.
Here Seamstresses and Maids together vie,
And the spruce 'Prentice shines in Sword and Tye:
Bandy'd in Lace the City Dame appears,
Her Hair genteelly frizzled round her Ears;
Her Gown with Tyrian Dyes most richly stain'd,
Glitt'ring with Orient Pearl from Orphans gain'd.
My Lord, to oblige his Spouse, takes Tickets three,
Crys, one's for you my Love, and one for me,