...maid, You blush'd, and all the kind intrigue betray'd; Yet still I vow'd, I made a stout defence, I swore, and look'd as bold as innocence; "Damme, -- egad!" all that, and -- "let me die!"' Kind Venus , do not hear my perjury; Kind Venus, stop thy ears when lovers lie. Now, Betty, how will you my oaths requite? Come, pr'ythee let's compound for more delight; Faith, I am easy, and but ask a nigh...