Who prostitute themselves for gain,
Whose languid visages impart
A smile, while anguish gnaws the heart;
Whose steps decoy unwary youth,
From honour, honesty, and truth,
Which follow’d ’till to late to mend,
In ruin, and the gallows end—
Be thine the post. Besides, who knows
When all thy consequences close?
With thee, SEDUCTION! are ally’d