Lap-dog next I grew,
And wore a Coat of glossy Hue,
Caress'd and courted ev'ry Day,
At Ev'ning by her Side I lay:
Her Smiles were always bent on me
(The happiest Days that e'er I see)
But, Oh, as by a River-side,
I walk'd along with short-liv'd Pride,
A cruel Foot-boy threw me in,
And laugh'd as tho' it was no Sin.