Out burst the frannion into open laugh:
She blush'd, and frown'd at his uncivil mirth.
Then, soften'd to a smile, as hiding half
What mote offend if boldly utter'd forth,
He seem'd t' assay to give his answer birth:
But stop'd; and chang'd his smiles to looks of ruth,
"Is this (quoth he) fit guerdon for thy worth?
"Does Cupid thus impose upon thy youth?
"Dwells then in heav'n such envy, void of love and truth?