If The Heart Of A Man
If the heart of a man is deprest with cares,
by John Gay
The mist is dispell'd when a woman appears;
Like the notes of a fiddle, she sweetly, sweetly
Raises the spirits, and charms our ears.
Roses and lillies her cheeks disclose,
But her ripe lips are more sweet than those.
Dissolve us in pleasure, and soft repose