Hasten to Lucy, young and fair
Fly to her Soft Engaging air
Say to her vertuous Self so rare
Wast not yor. youth in Coy disdain,
Think not yor. beauties Pleasing reign
By wayes of Rigor to maintain
For thô to Queens wee homage owe
And to the Goddesses with incense goe
Tis for the Blessings they Bestow
Neither do they require that we
Should to their Courts & Altars flee
But for our own felicity
Thus if before it be too late
You bless me wth: ye Marryed State
In love you them will imitate
And I to you Shall Constant prove
With Sacred Pledges of true Love
Which Age nor time shall ever move.