And let fall Words 'twixt Cup and Lip,
To scandal of good Fellowship,
Which no Body, &c.
Those Clubbers who when met and sate,
Where every Seat is Chair of State,
As if they only knew what's what,
Which no Body, &c.
D—— me says one, were I so and so,
Or as the King, I know what I know,
The Devil to wood with the French should go,