The Teeming Autumn Big With Rich Increase,

What Say You To A Piece Of Beef And Mustard?

So Are You To My Thoughts As Food To Life, Or As Sweet Seasoned Showers Are To The Ground.

The Bashful Virgin's Sidelong Looks Of Love, The Matron's Glance That Would Those Looks Reprove.

Now All The Youth Of England Are On Fire, And Silken Dalliance In The Wardrobe Lies; Now Thrive The Armorers, And Honor's Thought Reigns Solely In The Breast Of Every Man.

Now My Charms Are All O'erthrown.