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 ...

On a fair and richly attir'd Lady at a Mask.

IN one Heav'n many Stars, but never yet In one Star many Heav'ns, till now, were met; Her Orient cheeks and lips exceeded his, That leapt into the water for a kiss Of his own shadow; and despising many, Dy'd ere he could enjoy the love of any. Had wild Hippolitus this beauty seen, Pierc'd with his Darts, he had enamour'd been. The wealth she wore about her, seem'd to hide Not to adorn her native beauties pride.

Though there bright pearls from Erythrean Shore, With silver Ganges, and Hydaspes store; And chearful Emralds, gather'd from the green Arabian Rocks, were in full splendor seen; Pale Onyx, Jaspers of a various dye, And Diamonds darkned by her brighter eye; The Saphirs blew, by her more azure-veins, Hung not to boast, but to confess their stains; The blushing Rubies seem'd to lose their dye, When her more ruby lips were moving by; It seem'd so well became her all she wore, She had not robb'd at all the creatures store: But had been Natures self there to have show'd What she on creatures could or had bestow'd. And Jupiter would revel in her bower, Were he to spend another golden shower.