A LOVER complementing
his MISTRISS,
to the Tune of, she's sweet like sugar candie
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THou's she whom many men adores
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shall I not then admire thee?
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The wisest and the best implores
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assistance to endear thee:
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For wit, for vertue, and true worth,
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who rightly understands thee,
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Must all confess, and each express,
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Thou'rt sweet as Sugar candie:
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With prudence to each degree,
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thou doth discharge thy duty?
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I do believe there none alive
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that can compare in beauty.
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Thy daring Eye, thy Cherrey Cheek,
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thy Rubie Lip commands me,
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Thou're red and white, and my delite
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And sweet as Sugar candie.
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Grace so adorns thy Soul and Heart,
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shews thou're a Divine Creature,
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Both wit and Art proves to be
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the Ornament of Nature:
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Let best of wits go search and plot,
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I do beliee they'l find the
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Religious, Pious and Devout,
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And sweet as Sugar candie
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Thy charming voice and sugared Speech
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alluring Baits most sweetly,
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Like Orpheus Harp bewitches Ears,
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and feeds thy mind compleatly?
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Thou penetrates into the Heart,
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there's none that can withstand thee,
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Thou'rt mild and meek, humane, discreet
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And sweet as Sugar candie.
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Sweet and discreet, if kind compleat,
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Idea of Perfection,
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Fancies Feature so inflames
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my Blood, since the election
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Of my Dear, I know and fear
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I cannot live and want thee?
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Will thou deny, sure then I dy.
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For lack of thee my Candie:
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Disdain him not, since surely he
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was snar'd by thy Allurement,
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If I do err in loving thee,
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it is thy own procurement:
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Reject not him who still retains
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sincere Affection for thee,
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Will thou incline constant and kind,
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Then sweet like Sugar candie.
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Thou'rt Candied so the world must know
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then're the best of all Confection.
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Will thou be kind and cure my mind,
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I shall observe direction:
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Thou are the Balm can cure my wounds,
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the Powers above commands thee,
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Let me no more Torment endure
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For want of Sugar candie,
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