La Boudeuse, Jean-Antoine Watteau (c. 1718)
La Boudeuse
Thou art beautiful my petite coquette
Prim and proper with many skills to tease
Attended finest schools for etiquette
But having no knowledge of how to please
Flirtatiousness doesn’t provide a defense
To protect thy young heart from tragedy
Thy words whispered are but a coy pretense
Speaking what’s in thy heart will set thee free
Let me caress thee with welcoming arms
That thou may eliminate this charade
Now quietly invoke thy loving charms
Assuredly thou beauty shall not fade
Looking into thy eyes to see thy soul
My heart now willing for thee to control