As if from each th’ alternate colours grew,
Where ev’ry beauty’s by a former made,
And lends a lustre to the following shade.
Thus may a simile bright come in with grace,
And add new splendours to the show’ry piece;
Paint the proud arch so lively to the sight,
That ev’ry line reflects a wat’ry light.
LOVE, HONOUR, AND TRUTH.
If truth, my dear Laura, can merit regard,
If love, faith and honour, deserve a reward;