In short, before suspicions ’gan to rouse,
Or alteration lent the senses aid:—
To love, a sacrifice was fully made.
The lucky wight more pleasure would have felt,
If sensible he’d been with whom he dealt:
The mistress rather more of beauty had,
And Quality of course must something add.
Thisscene just ended, t’other actor came,
Whose
prompt arrival much surprised the dame,
For,
as a husband, Clidamant had ne’er
Such
ardour shown, he seemed beyond his sphere.
The
lady to the girl imputed this,
And
thought, to hint it, would not be amiss.
Theentertainment o’er, away they went
To
quit the dark abode they were intent.
The
partner in amour repaired above;
But
when the husband saw his wedded love
Ascend
the stairs, and she the friend perceived,
We
well may judge how bosoms beat and heaved.
Themaster of the house conceived it best
To
keep the whole a secret in his breast.
But
to discover all, his lovely rib
Appeared
disposed, though wives can often fib;
The
silliest of the throng (or high or low),
Most
perfectly the science seem to know.
Somewill pretend that Alice, in her heart
Was
sorry she had acted such a part,
And
not a better method sought to gain
The
money which had caused her master’s pain;
Lamented
much the case, and tried to please
By
ev’ry means that might his trouble ease.
But
this is merely with design to make
The
tale a more impressive feature take.
Twoquestions may agitate around;
The
one, if ’mong the brotherhood renowned,
The
husband, who thus felt disgraced,
Should
(with the usual ornaments) be placed?
But
I no grounds for such conclusion see:
Both
friend and wife were from suspicion free;
Of
one another they had never thought,
Though
in the mystick scene together brought.
The
other is:—Should she, who was misused,
Have
sought revenge for being so abused?
Though
this sufficiently I have maintained,
The
lady inconsolable remained.
Heav’nguard the fair, who meet with ills like these,
And
nothing can their wounded minds appease:
I
many know howe’er, who would but laugh,
And
treat such accidents as light as chaff.
But
I have done: no more of that or this;
May
ev’ry belle receive her lot of bliss!