He resolves to be blest, he resolves, he resolves to be blest.

If Children are blessings, his comfort's the more,

Whose Spouse has been known to be fruitful before;

And the Boy that she brings ready made to his Hand,

May stand him in stead for an Heir to his Land:

Shou'd his own prove a Sot,

When 'tis lawfully got

As when e'er it is so, if it won't I'll be hang'd.

A New Song, to the Tune of the Old Batchelor.