The quicken'd vitals warmer glow,
And nerves, new strung, with vigour dance,
And every pleasing thought enhance,
And make men fonder of their lives,
And of their Sweethearts, and their—Wives—
These are the common joys and boast
Of Brighton's full frequented coast,
So honoured by the gay and fair,
By Britain's Princes, and her HEIR.
The Morning breaks—of jocund bells