The triumph of wit, or, Ingenuity display'd in its perfection. Being the newest and most useful academy, in three parts. Part I. Containing variety of excellent poems, pastorals, satyrs, dialogues, epigrams, anagrams, acrosticks, choice letters with their answers, ... and exactest collection of choice songs. Part II. Containing the whole art and mystery of love in all its nicest intreagues and curious particulars, ... with the description & anatomy of perfect beauty. Part III. Containing the mystery and art of wheedling and canting, with the original and present management thereof, and the ends to which it serves and is employed. Illustrated with poems, songs and various intreagues in the canting language, with the explanation, &c. To which is added, Instructions for dancing with musical notes.

The Recovery of Love: A Song.

(1.)

HOW unconcern'd Love now decreases, Behold that Face of thine; The Graces and the Dresses, Which both conspire to make thee shine, And make me think thou art Divine. And yet methinks thou'rt wonderous fair, But I have no desires; Those Glories in thy Face that are, Kindled not in my Heart those fires, For they remain, though that expires.

(2.)

Nor was't my Eyes that had such power To burn my self, and you; For then they'd every thing devour, But I do several others view, Unsing'd, and so don't think it true. Nay, both together cou'd not do't, Else we had dyed e'er this, Without some higher power to boot, Which must rule both if either miss, Altogether to no purpose is.

(3.)

It pusses my Philosophy, To find wherein consists, This power of Love and Tyrany, Or in a Lover's Eye or Breast; Be't where it will, there let it rest. However, that I once did love, I boldly do profess; But henceforth to my self will prove More wise in loving less, And grow more strong as it do's more decrease.