Whilst happily I pass my Hours
In Camberwell's delightful Bow'rs;
From thence the beauteous Walks survey;
Or thro' the fragrant Mazes stray;
Or o'er the Study cast my Eye,
Where Virgil, Coke, and Horace lie,
Just Emblem of a Bosom grac'd
With Law, and Elegance of Taste;
Apollo I invoke in vain,
Apollo answers with Disdain:

''Mortal, you're here allow'd to roam.
''And bid to think yourself at home:
''O'er the Domesticks then preside;
''Let that content your Female Pride;
''In vain you call on me To--day;
''Here Wainwright only I obey.