’Tis said Enjoyment (who averr’d
The charge belong’d to her alone)
Jealous that Hope had been preferr’d 30
Laid snares to make the babe her own.
Of Innocence the garb she took,
The blushing mien and downcast look;
And came her services to proffer:
And Hope (what has not Hope believed!) 35
By that seducing air deceived,
Accepted of the offer.