When Cloe'S Picture Was To Venus Shown; Surpriz'D, The Goddess Took It For Her Own. And What, Said She, Does This Bold Painter Mean? When Was I Bathing Thus, And Naked Seen? Pleas'D Cupid Heard, And Check'D His Mother'S Pride: And Who's Blind Now, Mamma? The Urchin Cry'D. 'Tis Cloe'S Eye, And Cheek, And Lip, And Breast: Friend Howard'S Genius Fancy'D All The Rest.