If what the Curious have observ'd be true,
That the Cameleon will assume the Hue
Of all the Objects that approach its Touch;
No Wonder then, that the Amours of such
Whose Taste betrays them to a close Embrace
With the dark Beauties of the Sable Race,
(Stain'd with the Tincture of the Sooty Sin,)
Imbibe the Blackness of their Charmer's Skin.