Ye gentle Beaux, and thoughtless Belles, <br />Who gaily rove at Tunbridge--Wells, <br />With Pockets full; and empty Looks, <br />Raffling for ev'ry Toy--but Books: <br />Should Addison's immortal Page <br />(The Glory of his Land and Age) <br />Want two Subscriptions to be full, <br />The World will dare pronounce you dull. <br /> <br />Be wise--subscribe--and shew, at least; <br />That you have one Pretence to Taste.<br /><br />Mary Barber<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/upon-seeing-a-raffle-for-addison-s-works-unfill-d/
