Whate'er thou takest, spare awhile poor Beauty!

She is so rare, and thou hast so much prey.

What though she now and then may slip from duty,

The more's the reason why you ought to stay;

Gaunt Gourmand! with whole nations for your booty,—[NK]You should be civil in a modest way:

Suppress, then, some slight feminine diseases,

And take as many heroes as Heaven pleases.