And then, at rags and hunger frighten’d, flees:
Yet not too long in cold debate remain;
Till age refrain not - but if old, refrain.
By no such rule would Gaffer Kirk be tried;
First in the year he led a blooming bride,
And stood a wither’d elder at her side.
Oh! Nathan! Nathan! at thy years trepann’d,
To take a wanton harlot by the hand!
Thou, who wert used so tartly to express
Thy sense of matrimonial happiness,