Decreed that whofoever fhould offend
Against the well-known duties of a friend,
Convicted once, fhould ever after wear
But half a coat, and fhow his bosom bare.
The punishment importing this, no doubt,
That all was naught within, and all found out.
Oh, happy Britain! we have not to fear
Such hard and arbitrary measure here;
Elfe, could a law like that which I relate
Once have the fanction of our triple state,
Some few, that I have known in days of old,
Would run moft dreadful risk of catching cold;
While you, my friend, whatever wind fhould blow,
Might traverse England fafely to and fro,
An honest man, close-button'd to the chin,
Broad-cloth without, and a warm heart within.