Phillis, talk no more of passion

Phillis, talk no more of passion,

Words alone want pow'r to move;

She that shuns a fair occasion,

Never should pretend to love.

Honour that so oft you mention,

Love possessing once your mind,

Alas! is but a vain pretension

Women use that won't be kind.

Your daily seeking out excuses

Shows too much deceit and art;

In love, who martyrdom refuses

Lives an atheist in her heart.

Fame and honour will deceive ye,

None did e'er uncensur'd go;

Therefore, gentle maid, believe me,

Love's the greatest good we know.