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 ...

To his Mistriss.

O Thou the dear inflamer of my eyes, Life of my soul, and hearts eternal prize! How delectable is thy love, how pure, How apt to vanish, able to allure A frozen soul; and with thy sacred fires, To affect dull spirits with extream desires. How do thy joys, though in their greatest dearth, Transcend the proudest pleasures of the earth? Thou art a perfect Symetry, a rare Connexion Of many perfects, to make one perfection Of Heavenly Musick; where all parts do meet, In one sweet strain to make one perfect sweet: Glorious Extraction, where each several feature Divine compriz'd, to so Divine a Creature; Give me thy heart, and for that gift of thine, Lest thou shouldst rent a heart, I'le give thee mine.