P—pa and br—th—r N—d would win
My spirit forth to ball and rout;
They think of course to t—ke me in—
Alas! they only t—ke me out!
In vain R—b—ni's sweetness now,
In vain Lab—che's boldest air;
In vain M—cr—dy plays,—if th—,
Th—, the Ad—r'd one, art not there!
Whilst thou, unbless'd with st-ck or l-nd,
Hast not one cr—wn per annum clear,