O How you Protest, and solemnly Lye,
	 Look humble, and fawn like an Ass?
I'm pleas'd I must own, whenever I see
	 A Lover that's brought to this pass.
But keep farther off, y'are naughty I fear;
	 I vow I will never yield to't:
You ask me in vain, for never I swear,
	 I never, no never will do't.

For when the Deed's done, how quickly you go;
	 No more of the Lover remains.
In haste you depart, what e're we can do,
	 And stubbornly throw off your Chains:
Desist then in time, let's hear on't no more;
	 I vow I will never yield to't:
You promise in vain, in vain you adore;
	 I never, no never will do't.