ST. JAMES'S PLACE. LONDON, OCTOBER 22 Few words are best; I wish you well: Bethel, I'm told, will soon be here: Some morning-walks along the Mall, And evening-friends will end the year. If, in this interval, between The falling leaf and coming frost, You please to see, on Twit'nam green, Your friend, your poet, and your host; For three whole days you here may rest From office, business, news, and strife: And (what most folks would think a jest) Want nothing else, except your wife. |