I grant it’s a lost quaint, uncommon ruse.
But if it serves to open wide our eyes,
Would it be well to fancy or devise
New strange unheard of fables to abuse.
Love is a clever scene that you have set,
You the beginning, I will do the end.
—It is a bargain of an enemy?
Perhaps, but as a bargain let it be,
For it is fair I should not be your friend
—Now the dénouement of the cruel coquette.