And with thy wanton looks attracting to thee
The amorous spectators for to woo thee.
Thither thou com’st in several forms and shapes
To make thee still a stranger to the place,
And train new lovers, like young birds, to scrapes,
And by thy habit so to change thy face;
At this time plain, to-morrow all in lace:
Now in the richest colours to be had;
The next day all in mourning, black and sad. &c.