Thrown himself by her side,
With eager Joy, and amourous Pride,
Ready to seize the Prey that's now his own.
And now that all have left the Place,
Transporting Joys crowd on apace,
The Nymph contends like one that would not win;
Entrain'd with Pleasure now she lies,
The Youth has gain'd the noble Prize,
And now her Fears are past, and Joys begin.