The Lady’s tender heart to wring:
Tales of expense in doctors’ bills,
High price of blisters, boluses, and pills;
Long journey to Saint Paul’s t’oblige the Nation,
And give thanks for Restoration:—
Britannia, with arch look the while,
Partaking strongly of a smile,
Pointing to that huge Dome,[15] the Nation’s wealth;
Where people sometimes place their Cash by stealth,
And, all so modest with their secret store,