"The Prize - Queen Mab"
(included in Cliff Valentines)
Thro’ fantastic Fairy Bowr’s
Culling meets from Dewy Flowrs,
See Mab the Queen of Fancy riding,
Her chariot Love and Hymen guiding.
Fraught with many a blissful Dream,
Along your rosy Lips to rove
And breathe the tend’rest Kiss of Love:
Nor dread her touch, my Lovely Fair,
She’ll plant no angry Blisters there
But guard with vision pure and Blest
your gentle Bosom’s balmy rest.
And if your waking thoughts incline
To bless your faithful Valentine,
Then each soft dream shall prove a Prize
That Love and Hymen realize.__