CAROLETTA: Or, The Shepperdess

Menalcas sure deserves the Bays, Who aims at CAROLETTA's Praise, An airy, gay, and frisking She, Not Fond, but without Coyness, free: Her pretty Freedoms please the Wise, And none are Jealous who have Eyes, None can suspect the Lovely Fair, Or think Hypocrisy dwells there. Trace Her thro' ev'ry Part and Grace, Thro' ev'ry Lineament of Face, A living Miracle you'll find, Of Body blended with the Mind; A Humour Debonâir and Fit To match her Beauty and her Wit: By Beauty form'd to charm Mankind, To conquer all our Sex design'd; For Wit and Repartee renown'd, With Words that Cure as well as Wound. As when they cut a Brilliant-Stone Such as with PIT of late was known, At ev'ry Chip a Jewel flies, And Sparkles after Sparkles rise; So when you once this Nymph provoke, To Raillery, or chearful Joke, New Beauties in each Notion shine, New Turns of Thought with Thought combine, Wit uncontroul'd which nought can stem, And ev'ry Sentence is a Gem.