"But now you'll enquire, can they all quarter there? / Why, Madam, my Heart's large enough, never fear. /   There's room for my <i>Phillis</i>, / And soft <i>Amarillis</i>: / And <i>C&aelig;lia</i> the Fair, / Who need not despair / Of a good Lodging there:"
The General Lover [from Works]