Classic Poem

One Night plump Sue and Coachman Ned
A Bargain struck in haste to wed;
A Crown was stak'd, the Pair consented
To lose their Pledge, who first repented.
Time, for the Matrimonial Farce,
To-morrow, comes — — Ned hangs an A — se.
Of bad the best poor Suky makes,
And angry claims his forfeit Stakes.
Ned frankly paid it as agreed,
Of a worse Bargain to be freed;
Quoth he — Thou'rt welcome on my Life ,
A cheap Divorcement from a Wife!
— The crafty Quean, who feign'd a while,
Soon answer'd with a jeering Smile,
Ah Fool! 'tis well you first relented,
I'd lost — had you but seem'd contented;
Gladly your Freedom I'll restore,
One Shilling spend — and pocket four.
Ladies, lay Ovid 's Rules apart,
In Love learn thriftier Susan 's Art.