That should encourage this temerity?
Alb. A world of Beauties, and a world of Charms,
And every Smile and Frown begets new harms;
In vain I strove my Passion to subdue,
Which still increas’d the more I look’d on you;
Nor will my Heart permit me to retire,
But makes my Eyes the convoys to my Fire,
And not one Glance you send is cast away.
Ism. Enough, my Lord, have you nought else to say?
The Plot’s betray’d, and can no further go; Smiles.