How Nick, though on serious mischief bent,
Dropp’d down to steer clear of punishment;
And how big Caunt, though in tip-top plight,
Hit his foe on his knees and lost the fight.
Yet hurrah for the Ring and the bunch of fives!
Like a giant refresh’d the Ring revives,
It awakens again to vigorous life
To scare the assassin and crush the knife:
Then welcome to earth as the flowers in spring
Be the glory renew’d of the Fighting Ring,