Kitap 1
She has the means of vengeance in her hand.
Then, naming thee, thy humble suit prefer;
And swear thou languishest and diest for her.
Then let her lose no time, but push at all;
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For women soon are rais'd, and soon they fall.
Give their first fury leisure to relent,
They melt like ice, and suddenly repent.
T' enjoy the maid, will that thy suit advance?
'Tis a hard question, and a doubtful chance.
425
One maid corrupted, bawds the better for't;
Another for herself would keep the sport.
Thy bus'ness may be furthered or delay'd,
But by my counsel, let alone the maid
E'en tho' she should consent to do the feat;
430
The profit's little, and the danger great.
I will not lead thee through a rugged road,
But where the way lies open, safe and broad,
Yet if thou find'st her very much thy friend,
And her good face her diligence commend,
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Let the fair mistress have the first embrace,
