Classic Poem

Corinna was lovely, was witty, and young,
And all o'er the town had her praises been sung;
The beaux and the fops, paid their court to her eyes,
And the belles, tho' her rivals, beheld with surprise;
Yet, to all who in praising her charms did excel,
Her answer was only, indeed very well.

Lysander amidst her admirers prest,
And the true flame of love found to glow in his breast;
With awe he approach'd, and with modesty spoke,
Yet his passion she treated as only a joke;
Tho' the pangs he endur'd, no tongue could e'er tell,
Yet her answer was only, indeed! very well.

Denials provok'd him to try other ways,
Nor barely to kneel and to utter her praise;
He boldly embrac'd the bright nymph in his arms,
And kiss'd her, and feasted himself with her charms;
She thought of her lovers, he all did excel,
But answer'd Lysander, as yet, very well.

The business thus far, made the hero more bold,
And soon she consented to have and to hold;
At Hymen's soft shrine he receiv'd her fair hand,
Attended by Cupids, a choice little band;
To her intimates only she's dar'd since to tell,
That Lysander has pleas'd her, indeed, very well.