On smooth joint-stool in emblematic play,
The vain vicissitudes of fortune shews.
Nor reckoning, name tremendous, me disturbs
Nor, call’d for, chills my breast with sudden fear
While on the wonted door, expressive mark,
The frequent penny stands describ’d to view,
In snowy characters and graceful row.
Hail, Ticking! surest guardian of distress
Beneath thy shelter, pennyless I quaff
The cheerful cup, nor hear with hopeless heart