Love is now become a trade

Love is now become a trade,

All its joys are bought and sold,

Money is a feature made

And beauty is confin'd to gold.

Courtship is but terms of art,

Portion, settlement and dow'r

Soften the most obdurate heart,

The lawyer is the only wooer.

My stock can never reach a wife,

It may a small retailing whore;

Let men of fortune buy for life,

A night's a purchase for the poor.