An English lady asked of an Italian,

What were the actual and official duties

Of the strange thing some women set a value on,

Which hovers oft about some married beauties,

Called "Cavalier Servente?"[512]—a Pygmalion

Whose statues warm (I fear, alas! too true 't is)

Beneath his art:[JJ]—the dame, pressed to disclose them,

Said—"Lady, I beseech you to suppose them."