The text comes from Philips’s Poems by the Most Deservedly Admired Mrs. Katherine Philips, the Matchless Orinda (1667).
| Hence° Cupid with your cheating Toies, | go away | |
| Your real Griefs, and painted Joies, | ||
| Your Pleasure which it self destroies. | ||
| Lovers like men in Feavers burn and rave, | ||
| 5 | And only what will injure them do crave. | |
| Mens weakness makes Love so severe, | ||
| They give him power by their fear, | ||
| And make the Shackles which they wear | ||
| Who to another does his heart submit, | ||
| 10 | Makes his own Idol, and then worships it. | |
| Him whose heart is all his own, | ||
| Peace and liberty does crown, | ||
| He apprehends no killing frown. | ||
| He feels no raptures which are joies diseas’d, | ||
| 15 | And is not much transported, but still pleas’d. |