A fox may steal your hens, sir,
A whore your health and pence, sir,
Your daughter rob your chest, sir,
Your wife may steal your rest, sir,
A thief your goods and plate.
But this is all but picking,
With rest, pence, chest and chicken;
It ever was decreed, sir,
If lawyer's hand is fee'd, sir,
He steals your whole estate.
More verses by John Gay
- He That Tastes Woman
- Trivia ; Or, The Art Of Walking The Streets Of London : Book Iii
- The Shepherd's Week : Tuesday; Or, The Ditty
- The Shepherd's Week : Saturday; Or, The Flights
- The Shepherd's Week : Friday; Or, The Dirge