The mysteries of love & eloquence, or, The arts of wooing and complementing as they are manag'd in the Spring Garden, Hide Park, the New Exchange, and other eminent places : a work in which is drawn to the life the deportments of the most accomplisht persons, the mode of their courtly entertainments, treatments of their ladies at balls, their accustom'd sports, drolls and fancies, the witchcrafts of their perswasive language in their approaches, or other more secret dispatches ...

Not to be Alter'd.

CAn so much beauty over a mind; o'resway'd by Tyranny, As new afflicting ways to find a doubtless faith to try; And all examples to out-do, To scorn, and make me jealous too. Alas, she knows my fires are too too great! and though she be stone-ice to me, Her thaw to others cannot quench my heat.

2.

That Law that with such force o're ran the armies of my heart; When not one thought I could out-man, that durst once take my part: For by assault she did invade, No composition to be made; Then since that all must yield as well as I, to stand in aw of Victors Law, There's no prescribing in captivity.

3.

That love, which loves for common ends, is but self loving love; But nobler conversation tends soul mysteries to prove: And since love is a passive thing, It multiplies by suffering, Then though she throw life to the waining Moon On him her shine The dark part mine, Yet I must love her still when all is done.