Abounder

Say, ye ſtrangers to Care, and abounders in Mirth! vvhat vvill he do, vvhen he finds himſelf ſtill ſubſiſting in a ſtate, vvhere none of thoſe Pleaſures, for vvhich alone he vviſh'd to ſubſiſt, can poſſibly any longer ſubſiſt vvith him?

Wanters, abounders, / March, in gay mixture, / Men, my surrounders! / I am the fixture.

Then bow’d unto bench there the abounders in riches / And were fain of their fill.