I gave her thanks for her good Counsel, and found I needed not much persuasion to follow _Coquettre_ to a City that bears her Name, and I saw over the Gate of the City at my Entrance, these Verses writ in Gold Letters; The God of Love beholding every day Slaves from his Empire to depart away; (For Hearts that have been once with Love fatigu’d, A second time are ne’r again intrigu’d: No second Beauty e’r can move The Soul to that degree of Love;) This City built, that we might still obey, Thô we refus’d his Arbitrary Sway: ‘Tis here we find a grateful Recompence For all Loves former Violence; Tir’d with his Laws we hither come To meet a kinder softer doom. ‘Tis here the God, without the Tyrant, Reigns, And Laws agreeable ordains; Here ‘tis with Reason and with Wit he Rules, And whining Passion Ridicules. No check or bound to Nature gives, But kind desire rewarded thrives. Peevish uneasy Pride, the God Has banish’d from the blest abode: All Jealousies, all Quarrels cease, And here Love lives in perfect Peace. This agreeable description, gave me new desire to enter into the City; where I incountred a thousand fine Persons all gloriously drest, as if they were purposely set out for Conquest: There was nothing omitted of Cost and Gallantry, that might render ‘em intirely Charming, and they employ’d all their Arts of Looks and Dress to gain Hearts. It is, in a word, from these fair Creatures you are to draw your Satisfaction, and ‘tis indeed at a dear rate you buy it, yet, notwithstanding the Expence, a world of People persue ‘em. When I came into the City, I was soon perceived to be a Stranger there, and while I was considering whither I should go, or how to address myself to these fair Creatures, a little _Coquette Cupid_ presented himself to me for a kind Instructer; and to explain him, this in a word is his Character: He is of the same Race with the other _Cupids_, has the same Mother too, _Venus_: He wears a Bow and Arrows, like the rest of the young Loves; but he has no Bando, nothing to cover his Eyes, but he sees perfectly; nor has he any _Flambeau_: And all the Laws of _Coquettre_ he understands and observes exactly. I had no sooner received the little Charming God, but he instructed me in all the most powerful Arts to please, in all his little wiles and agreeable deceits; all which he admits of as the most necessary Recourses to that great end of Man, his true diversion: With all which I was so extreamly pleased, that resolving to be his Votary, I followed him to the most delightful place in the World, the City of _Gallantry_.