“My tale is ended; but, to be applied,
I must describe the place where Caliphs hide.”
Here both the females look’d alarm’d, distress’d,
With hurried passions hard to be express’d.
“It was a closet by a chamber placed,
Where slept a lady of no vulgar taste;
Her friend attended in that chosen room
That she had honour’d and proclaim’d her home;
To please the eye were chosen pictures placed;
And some light volumes to amuse the taste;