Full plainly told, he had been winning;
But, when Quæ Genus ask'd th' amount,
His friend thus settled the account.
"It does my very heart-strings grieve
That you have nothing to receive:
Two hours ago my luck was crost,
And then your fifty pounds were lost;
For when with your advance I play'd
Fortune became an arrant jade:
Though since 'tis true that I have won,