"See! where repenting Celia lyes"
di John Crowne (1640?-1712)

See! where repenting Celia lyes,
With Blushing Cheeks, and down-cast eyes,
Bemoaning, in a mournful shade,
The ruins in her heart and fame,
Which sinful love has made.
Oh! let thy Tears, fair Celia, flow,
For that Coelestiall, wondrous dew,
More Graces on thee will bestow;
Than all thy Dresses and thy Arts cou'd do.