And yet at last it grew so very common,
’Twas not admir’d, it seemed strange to no man.
Then from the Temple there was built a street,
Made old and young, and all admire that see’t;
Which street to Southwark reached. There might you see
Wonders! if you did love variety,
There was roast beef, and gamon to be sold,
But at so dear a rate, I dare be bold
To say, ’twas never sold so on the shore,
Nor on the Thames, in haste, be any more.