68
Off to the links is now their cry,
For golf is man’s idolatry:
Be not dilatory or slow,
Adroitly hit the ball will go.
69
No maid e’er resided, North, South, East, or West,
More desired than she who derides Love’s request.
70
Though in adversity I be,
It is, alas! sad verity
No vestry aid comes nigh to me.