O hear, ye Powers, a suppliant's voice,
Indulge my wish, approve my choice!
O grant me, wheresoe'er ye please,
A life of privacy and ease;
No more those pleasures to pursue,
Which Fancy paints to Folly's view;
Nor falsly fond, nor idly gay,
To waste the fashionable day;
No more with craving heart to go
From toy to toy, from show to show;
All day to counterfeit delight,
And long, to end the cheat, for night.