Or he who lays thy beauties in the dust?
So judg'd of old the good King David's heir
With nice discernment the deserving fair;
Repuls'd the dame who cruel would destroy,
And blest the feeling mother with her boy.
A CATCH, 1746.
Here's a health to the King, the Prince and the Duke.
May all loyal subjects say—God bless the three!
Come weal or come woe, to my master I'll go,