A Panegyric on Bath,
and a Moravian Hymn: Christopher Anstey
Of all the gay places the world can afford.
By gentle and simple for pastime ador'd.
Fine balls, and fine concerts, fine buildings, and springs.
Fine walks, and fine views, and a thousand fine things,
(Not to mention the sweet situation and air)
What place, my dear mother, with Bath can compare?
Let Bristol for commerce and dirt be renown'd.
At Salisbury pen-knives and scissars be ground;
The towns of Devizes, of Bradford, and Frome,
May boast that they better can manage the loom;
I believe that they may; but the world to refine
In manners, in dress, in politeness to shine,
O Bath ! let the art, let the glory be thine.