7.
Two whom I lov'd had eyes of Blue,
To which I hope you've no objection;
The Rest had eyes of darker Hue—
Each Nymph, of course, was all perfection,
8.
But here I'll close my chaste Description,
Nor say the deeds of animosity;
For silence is the best prescription,
To physic idle curiosity.
9.
Of Friends I've known a goodly Hundred—
For finding one in each acquaintance,
By some deceived by others plunder'd,
Friendship, to me, was not Repentance.
10.
At School I thought like other Children;
Instead of Brains, a fine Ingredient,
Romance, my youthful Head bewildering,
To Sense had made me disobedient.
11.
A victim, nearly from affection,
To certain very precious scheming,
The still remaining recollection
Has cured my boyish soul of Dreaming.
