To FLORIDA.

FLorida, why wilt thou marry,
Now the World is grown so wide,
Liberty wou'd have you tarry,
Till Convenience make you Bride.
Husband is a word sounds dully,
Fit for gravity and Age,
Dear, my life, my joy, my bully,
Are the words that more ingag….

I'de not have thee out of fashion,
Whilst thy youth and beauty holds,
But to most have equal passion;
And to some stark kind and cold.
Humour in the greatest lovers,
Is allow'd t' admit of change,
Since the wise do shoot at revers;
'Tis no crime for us to range,