To serve a lovely and a loving dame:If such a slave he loads with infamy,I'm willing he should judge as hard of me;I'm willing all the world should know my shameIf Venus will abate my raging flame.Let me a fair and gentle mistress have,And then proclaim aloud that I'm her slave.Beauty is apt to swell a maiden's mind,And thus Corinna is to pride inclin'd:But as she is above all maiden's fair,What's pride in them is insolence in her;Less fair I wish she was, or knew it less;How learnt she, she is lovely by her face!Her mirror tells her so, she often triesHer mirror, and believes her charming eyes.The looks she then puts on, are still her best,And she ne'er uses it but when she's dress'd.Though wide the empire of your beauties spread,Beauty to draw my am'rous glances made:Compare your servant's merit with your eyes,