Venus mistaken. BY MR. PRIOR.
When Chloe’s picture was to Venus shown,
Surprised, the goddess took it for her own;
And what, said she, does this bold painter mean?
When was I bathing thus, and naked seen?
Pleased, Cupid heard, and checked his mother’s pride;
And who’s blind now, mamma? the urchin cried.
’Tis Chloe’s eye, and cheek, and lip, and breast,
Friend Howard’s genius fancied all the rest.