Let the Wealthy & Great
Roll in Splendor & State
I envy them not I declare it;
I eat my own Lamb,
My Chickens and Ham,
I shear my own Fleece & I wear it.
I have Lawns, I have Bow'rs,
I have Fruits, I have Flow'rs,
The Lark is my morning alarmer;
So jolly Boys now
Here's God speed the Plough,
Long Life & Success to the Farmer.
