When you Love, or speak of it,
Make no serious matter on it,
It will make but subject for her wit,
And gain her scorn in lieu of Grant.
Sneering, whining, dull Grimasses
Pale the Appetite, they'd move;
Only Boys and formal Asses
Thus are Ridicul'dby Love.
While you make Mystery
Of Your Love and awful flame;
Young and tender Hearts will fly,
Frightend at the very name;
Always brisk and gayly court,
Make Love your pleasure not your pain,
It is by wanton play and sport
Heedless Virgins that you will gain.
当你恋爱时(英文版)
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