Friendship and Love my Breast inspire,
And I have met them both in you,
Whatever in my Wish had Place,
In thee, my lovely Fair, I find;
All that’s beauteous in thy Face,
And all that’s virtuous in thy Mind.
Written by Mr. —— in Chloe’s Bed-Chamber.
Wou’d you know the true Road that to Pleasure doth lead,
Then this Way, ye Swains, your Footsteps must tread.
And then for the Piece which this Pleasure doth cost,