He raised the Room that towers above the street,
A public room where grateful parties meet;
He first the Life-boat plann’d; to him the place
Is deep in debt - ’twas he revived the Race;
To every public act this hearty friend
Would give with freedom or with frankness lend;
His money built the Jail, nor prisoner yet
Sits at his ease, but he must feel the debt;
To these let candour add his vast display;
Around his mansion all is grand and gay,