Love in a Wood or St. James’s Park

L. Flip. How can any one alone manage an amorous intrigue? though the birds are tame, somebody must help draw the net. If ‘twere not for a woman that could make an excuse with assurance, how should we wheedle, jilt, trace, discover, countermine, undermine, and blow up the stinking fellows? which is all the pleasure I receive, or design by them; for I never admitted a man to my conversation, but for his punishment, certainly.