Scarce kickshaws more costly can be chew’d with chaps,
Yet somewhat less sav’ry than Silas Swain’s[69] snaps,
Which powerful perfumes to the palates impart,
Of alamode essence in mayor Millar’s mart.
Hotels for highflyers, and Inns little worse,
With good entertainment for man and for horse;
Here’s baskets of butter, beef, bacon, bread, beer,
With fleshers, fishmongers, and other choice cheer,
To buoy up the belly, and burnish the back;
Who have ready rhino need nothing to lack;—