The Passionate Printer To His Love

(Whose name is Amanda.)     With Apologies to the Shade of Christopher Marlowe.     Come live with me and be my Dear;     And till that happy bond shall lapse,     I'll set your Poutings in Brevier,[l]     Your Praises in the largest CAPS.     There's Diamond--'tis for your Eyes;     There's Ruby--that will match your Lips;     Pearl, for your Teeth; and Minion-size.     To suit your dainty Finger-tips.     In Nonpareil I'll put your Face;     In Rubric shall your Blushes rise;     There is no Bourgeois in your Case;     Your Form can never need "Revise."     Your Cheek seems "Ready for the Press";     Your Laugh as Clarendon is clear;     There's more distinction in your Dress     Than in the oldest Elzevir.     So with me live, and with me die;     And may no "FINIS" e'er intrude     To break into mere "Printers' Pie"     The Type of our Beatitude!     (ERRATUM.--If my suit you flout,     And choose some happier Youth to wed,     'Tis but to cross AMANDA out,     And read another name instead.)