If that be all, said I, e'en burn your Play:
I' gad! We know all that, as well as They:
Show Us the youthful, handsome Charioteer,
Firm in his Seat, and running his Career;
Our Souls would kindle with as gen'rous Flames,
As e'er inspir'd the antient  Dames:
Ev'ry  would resign her Breast;
And ev'ry dear  be blest.