Reply To Some Verses Of J. M. B. Pigot, Esq., On The Cruelty Of His Mistress [1]
1. Why, Pigot, complain
Of this damsel's disdain,
Why thus in despair do you fret?
For months you may try,
Yet, believe me, a sigh [i]
Will never obtain a coquette.
2. Would you teach her to love?
For a time seem to rove;
At first she may frown in a pet;
But leave her awhile,
She shortly will smile,
And then you may kiss your coquette.
3. For such are the airs
Of these fanciful fairs,
They think all our homage a debt:
Yet a partial neglect [ii]
Soon takes an effect,
And humbles the proudest coquette.
4. Dissemble your pain,
And lengthen your chain,
And seem her hauteur to regret; [iii]
If again you shall sigh,
She no more will deny,
That yours is the rosy coquette.
1. Why, Pigot, complain
Of this damsel's disdain,
Why thus in despair do you fret?
For months you may try,
Yet, believe me, a sigh [i]
Will never obtain a coquette.
2. Would you teach her to love?
For a time seem to rove;
At first she may frown in a pet;
But leave her awhile,
She shortly will smile,
And then you may kiss your coquette.
3. For such are the airs
Of these fanciful fairs,
They think all our homage a debt:
Yet a partial neglect [ii]
Soon takes an effect,
And humbles the proudest coquette.
4. Dissemble your pain,
And lengthen your chain,
And seem her hauteur to regret; [iii]
If again you shall sigh,
She no more will deny,
That yours is the rosy coquette.
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