“Good madam, when ladies are willing,  A man must needs look like a fool;For me I would not give a shilling  For one who would love out of rule.{{pb}}You should leave us to guess by your blushing,  And not speak the matter so plain;’Tis our’s to write and be pushing,  ’Tis yours to affect disdain.{{pb}}That you’re in a terrible taking,  By all these sweet oglings I see,But the fruit that can fall without shaking,  Indeed is too mellow for me.”