As his keen humour us'd to do
When golden sovereigns were in view:
Nor did he take him by the hand,
As when it did the coin command.
He now put on a curious leer,
That said, "I pray, what brought you here?"
"I'm come to hope you'll condescend
To prove yourself my promis'd friend,"
Quæ Genus said, "and with this view,
I now present myself to you.