And when the gentle dew of sleep inclines,
With slumb’rous Weight his Eye-lids She inflam’d
With Uncloyed Lust, and Itch Insatiable,
His stock exhausted, still yells on for more;
Nor fail She to exalt him to the Stars,
And fixt him there among the Branched Crew
(Taurus, and Aries, and Capricorn,)
The greatest Monster of the Zodiac;
Or for the loss of Anxious Worldly Pelf
Or Celia’s scornful flights, and cold disdain