Which no Body can deny.
Lucinda has the Devil and all. By Mr. H. Hall.
LUCINDA has the de'el and all, the de'el and all, the de'el and all,
Of that bright Thing we Beauty call;
But if she won't come to my Arms,
What care I, why, what care I, what, what care I for all her Charms?
Beauty's the Sauce to Love's high Meat,