Or at a dowdy rout, or ticket ball,
Giv’n at Freemason’s hall,
With tawdry clothes and liveries ever flaunt.
But come, thou nymph of slender waist,
Known early by the name of Taste.
And now denominated Fashion,
Whom erst, by no unlawful passion,
Pleasure’s fair nymph, on Britain’s shore,
To radiant ey’d Apollo bore:
Or Hermes (so the grave dispute is)