TO THE LARGE AND BEAUTIFUL MISS, by THOMAS MOOREPoet's Biography
First Line: In wedlock a species of lottery lies, Last Line: For what could I do with the whole? Alternate Author Name(s): Little, Thomas Subject(s): Lotteries
IN wedlock a species of lottery lies, Where in blanks and in prizes we deal; But how comes it that you, such a capital prize, Should so long have remain'd in the wheel? If ever, by Fortune's indulgent decree, To me such a ticket should roll, A sixteenth, Heaven knows! were sufficient for me; For what could I do with the whole?
