Enraptur’d with this, and transported with that;
I’m wild with the sweets of variety’s plan—
And life seems a blessing too happy for man!
But the Country (Lord bless us!) sets all matters right—
So calm and composing from morning to night:
Oh, it settles the stomach, when nothing is seen
But an ass on a common—a goose on a green!
In London how easy we visit and meet!—
Gay pleasure’s the theme, and sweet smiles are our treat;
Our mornings a round of good humour delight—