Who can resist such strong redoubled charms?Her music melts me, as her beauty warmsIf in the dance the nimble nymph I find,And view how she her pliant limbs does wind,How artfully she to the music moves,I cry, "How happy is the man she loves!"My humour, in a word, is plainly this,All objects please, and nothing comes amiss.To love, and be belov'd my sole employ:Dispos'd to be enjoy'd, and to enjoy.This lady for her length I like, her spreadWill swell my arms, and fill the joyous bed;She's like the lusty heroines of old,And with a strong embrace her lover will enfold.This lass, because she's little, I approve;The least are lightest in the sports of love.With every size my passion does agree,And tall and short are both alike to me.I fancy, when undress'd I find the fair,'Tis less her want of charms, than want of care.