Lot Essay
The text reads the following;
'Who would not here the Pilgrim's state approve,
Pleasure their Zeal, and their Devotion, Love,
To Climes of Bliss, to sweet Cythera's shade,
The youth invites the dear consenting Maid,
No Dangers can that happy swain betide,
Who travells with an Angel to his Guide.'
'Who would not here the Pilgrim's state approve,
Pleasure their Zeal, and their Devotion, Love,
To Climes of Bliss, to sweet Cythera's shade,
The youth invites the dear consenting Maid,
No Dangers can that happy swain betide,
Who travells with an Angel to his Guide.'