"Dimply damsel, sweetly smiling, All caressing, none beguiling, Bud of beauty, fairly blowing, Every charm to Nature owing, This and that new thing admiring, Much of this and that enquiring, Knowledge by degrees attaining, Day by day some virtue gaining, Ten years hence, when I leave chiming, Beardless poets, fondly rhyming, (Fescued now, perhaps, in spelling,) On thy riper beauties dwelling, Shall accuse each killing feature Of the cruel, charming creature Whom I knew complying, willing, Tender, and averse from killing."