the wall which joins your neighbour’s square: 
          I’ve his permission thither to repair;
          ’Tis better than the street:—­fear naught my dove.—­
          Ah! dear Magnificent, my fondest love;
          As you desire, I’ll readily proceed;
          My heart is your’s:  we fully are agreed. 
          ’T’s you who speaks, and, would that in my arms
          Permission I had got to clasp your charms!

          Magnificent(for her he now replied,)
          This flame you’ll soon no reason have to hide
          Through dread or fear of my old jealous fool,
          Who wisely fancies he can woman rule.

          Thelover, feigning rare, the lady left,
          And grumbling much, as if of hope bereft,
          Addressed the husband thus:  you’re vastly kind;
          As well with no-one converse I might find;
          If horses you so easily procure,
          You Fortune’s frowns may very well endure. 
          Mine neighs, at least, but this fair image seems,
          Mere pretty fish; I’ve satisfied my schemes;
          What now of precious minutes may remain,
          If any one desire my chance to gain,
          A bargain he shall have:—­most cheap the prize;
          The husband laughed till tears bedewed his eyes. 
          Said he, these youths have always in their head
          Some word’rous fancies; follies round them spread. 
          Friend, from pursuit you much too soon retire: 
          With time we oft obtain our fond desire. 
          But I shall always keep a watchful eye;
          Some knowing tricks methinks I yet can spy;
          Howe’er, the horse must now be clearly mine,
          And you’ll the pad of course to me resign;
          To you no more expense; and from to-day,
          Be not displeased to see me on it, pray;
          At ease I’ll ride my country house to view;—­
          That very night he to the mansion flew,
          And our good folks immediately repaired,
          Where gay Magnificent no pains had spared
          To get access; what passed we won’t detail;
          Soft scenes, you’ll doubtless guess, should there prevail.

          Thedame was lively, beautiful, and young;
          The lover handsome, finely formed, and strong;
          Alike enchanted with each other’s charms,
          Three meetings were contrived without alarms;
          A fair so captivating to possess,
          What mortal could be satisfied with less? 
          In golden dreams the sage duennas slept;
          A female sentinel to watch was kept.

          A Summer-house was at the garden end,
          Which to the pair much ease was found to lend;
          Old Aldobrandin, when he built the same,
          Ne’er fancied love, would in it freak and game.