And you may win him, for the man is young;
But if he views you as ourselves, good-by
To speculation!—He will never try.’
“Then is the mask assumed, and then you bait
Your hook with kindness! and as anglers wait,
Now here, now there, with keen and eager glance,
Marking your victims as the shoals advance;
When, if the gaping wretch should make a snap,
You jerk him up, and have him in your trap: 280
Who gasping, panting, in your presence lies,