First, May The Hand Of Bounty Bring Into The Daily Offering Of Full Provision Such A Store, Till That The Cook Cries: Bring No More. Upon Your Hogsheads Never Fall A Drought Of Wine, Ale, Beer, At All; But, Like Full Clouds, May They From Thence Diffuse Their Mighty Influence. Next, Let The Lord And Lady Here Enjoy A Christ'Ning Year By Year; And This Good Blessing Back Them Still, T' Have Boys, And Girls Too, As They Will. Then From The Porch May Many A Bride Unto The Holy Temple Ride: And Thence Return, Short Prayers Said, A Wife Most Richly Married. Last, May The Bride And Bridegroom Be Untouch'D By Cold Sterility; But In Their Springing Blood So Play, As That In Lusters Few They May, By Laughing Too, And Lying Down, People A City Or A Town.