The Jovial Prisoner, by S. P.
A Pox on such Fools! let the Scoundrels rail,
Let 'em boast of their Liberty;
They're no freer than we, for the World's a Jayl,
And all Men Prisoners be.
The Drunkard's confin'd to his Claret,
The Miser to his Store;
The Wit to his Muse and a Garret,
And the Cully-Cit to his Whore.