Hear her too bid—decisive tone and loud!
“Going! ’tis gone!” the hammer-holder cries—
“Joy to you, Lady! you have gain’d a prize.” 70
Thus comes and goes the wealth, that, saved or spent,
Buys not a moment’s credit or content.
Farewell! your fortune I forbear to guess;
For chance, as well as sense, may give success.
II.
P. Say, what yon buildings, neat indeed, but low,
So much alike, in one commodious row?