S. B. March 3. 1728.
Windsor, the White-Hart, in a Window.
Now is my latest Guinea chang'd,
And gone where it was used to range:
When that was broke, it broke my Heart;
For now for ever we must part,
Unless I boldly meet it on the Road,
And bid the Porter give it me, by G-d.
And so I'll do;
Tom. Stout