Know, Venus wills aught Vulcan welds
& Kairos gilds what Kronos gelds
Thy nose ring, Maid, I'd smelt today...
Jade! Her visage jerks away.
Prince! Rather Heraclitus' River defeat Pleroma's Grace
Than Alexander's Mirror escheat Thy Face
Iyer the Irenaeus of this shruti as doom
Either God, as Gorgon, pupils flints of Cupid
Or, Beauty's scruples are plain stupid.