Blest lot! that unto wedlock’s glorious glade
Hath led me. Betsey’s married now!
Oh female hearts with anxious longings stirred,
Cry Ho! for wimmen’s speah, and seal it with a vow,
Take Mrs. Betsey Bobbet Slimpsey’s word
That thou shalt triumph! I am married now!
Yes, Betsey’s married! sweet to meditate upon it,
To tune my happy liah with haughty, laughing brow
To these sweet, glorious words, the burden of my sonnet,
That Mrs. Betsey Bobbet Slimpsey’s married now!