405:00,000[' ]| 405:00,001[A ]| No, she shall ne'er escape, if Gods there be, 405:00,002[A ]| Unless they perjur'd grow and false as she; 405:00,003[A ]| Tho no strange Judgement yet the Murd'ress seize, 405:00,004[A ]| To punish her and quit the partial Skies: 405:00,005[A ]| Tho no revenging Lightning yet has flasht 405:00,006[A ]| From thence, that might her criminal Beauties blast: 405:00,007[A ]| Tho they in their old Lustre still prevail, 405:00,008[A ]| By no Disease, nor Guilt it self made pale, 405:00,009[A ]| Guilt, which should blackest Moors themselves but own, 405:00,010[A ]| Would make thro all their Night new Blushes dawn: 405:00,011[A ]| Tho that kind Soul, who now augments the Blest, 405:00,012[A ]| Thither too soon by her unkindness chas't 405:00,013[A ]| (Where, may it be her smalst and lightest Doom 405:00,014[A ]| ~~ For thats not half my Curse ~~ never to come) 405:00,015[A ]| Tho he when prompted by the highst Despair 405:00,016[A ]| Ne'er mention'd her without an Hymn, or Pray'r, 405:00,017[A ]| And could by all her scorn be forc'd no more 405:00,018[A ]| Than Martyrs to revile what they adore; 405:00,019[A ]| Who, had he curst her with his dying Breath, 405:00,020[A ]| Had done but just, and Heaven had forgave: 405:00,021[A ]| Tho ill-made Law no Sentence has ordain'd 405:00,022[A ]| For her, no Statute has her Guilt arraign'd 405:00,023[A ]| (For Hangmen, Women's Scorn, and Doctor's Skill 405:00,024[A ]| All by a licens'd way of Murder kill) 405:00,025[A ]| Tho she from Justice of all these go free, 405:00,026[A ]| And boast perhaps in her Success, and cry, 405:00,027[A ]| 'Twas but a little harmless perjury; 405:00,028[A ]| Yet think she not she still secure shall prove, 405:00,029[A ]| Or that none dare avenge an injur'd Love: 405:00,030[A ]| I rise in Judgement, am to be to her 405:00,031[A ]| Both Witness, Judge, and Executioner: 405:00,032[A ]| Arm'd with dire Satyr, and resentful Spite, 405:00,033[A ]| I come to haunt her with the Ghosts of Wit: 405:00,034[A ]| My Ink unbid starts out and flies on her, 405:00,035[A ]| Like Blood upon some touching Murderer: 405:00,036[A ]| And should that fail, rather then want I wou'd 405:00,037[A ]| (Like Hags) to curse her write in my own Blood: 405:00,038[A ]| Ye spiteful Pow'rs (if any there can be 405:00,039[A ]| That boast a worse and keener Spite then I) 405:00,040[A ]| Assist with Malice and your mighty Aid 405:00,041[A ]| My sworn Revenge, and help me rhime her dead: 405:00,042[A ]| Grant I may fix such brands of Infamy, 405:00,043[A ]| So plain, so deeply grav'd on her, that she, 405:00,044[A ]| Her skill, Patches, nor Paint all join'd can hide, 405:00,045[A ]| And which shall lasting as her Soul abide: 405:00,046[A ]| Grant my rank Hate may such strong Poison cast, 405:00,047[A ]| That ev'ry Breath may taint and rot and blast, 405:00,048[A ]| Till one large Gangren quite orespread her Fame, 405:00,049[A ]| With foul Contagion, till her odious Name, 405:00,050[A ]| Spit at and curst by evry Mouth like mine, 405:00,051[A ]| Be Terror to her self and all her Line: 405:00,052[A ]| Vil'st of that viler Sex, who damn'd us all, 405:00,053[A ]| Ordain'd to cause and plague us for our Fall! 405:00,054[A ]| Woman! nay worse! for she can nought be said 405:00,055[A ]| But Mummy by som Dev'l inhabited! 405:00,056[A ]| Not made in Heaven's Mint, but basely coin'd, 405:00,057[A ]| She wears an human Image stampt on Fiend; 405:00,058[A ]| And whoso Marriage would with her contract, 405:00,059[A ]| Is Witch by Law, and that a meer Compact: 405:00,060[A ]| Her Soul (if any Soul in her there be) 405:00,061[A ]| By Hell was breath'd into her in a Ly, 405:00,062[A ]| And its whole Stock of Falshood there was lent, 405:00,063[A ]| As if hereafter to be true it meant: 405:00,064[A ]| Bawd Nature taught her Jilting, when she made 405:00,065[A ]| And by her Make design'd her for the Trade; 405:00,066[A ]| Hence 'twas she daub'd her with a painted Face, 405:00,067[A ]| That she at once might better cheat and please; 405:00,068[A ]| All those gay charming Looks, that court the Ey, 405:00,069[A ]| Are but an Ambush to hid Treachery, 405:00,070[A ]| Mischief adorn'd with Pomp and smooth Disguise, 405:00,071[A ]| A Painted Skin stuff'd full of Guile and Lies, 405:00,072[A ]| Within a gawdy Case a nasty Soul, 405:00,073[A ]| Like T*** of Quality in a guilt Closestool: 405:00,074[A ]| Such on a Cloud those flattring Colours are, 405:00,075[A ]| Which only serve to dress a Tempest fair, 405:00,076[A ]| So Men upon this Earth's fair surface dwell, 405:00,077[A ]| Within are Fiends and at the Centre Hell. 405:00,078[A ]| Court-Promises, the Leagues, which Statesmen make 405:00,079[A ]| With more Convenience and more ease to break, 405:00,080[A ]| The Faith a Jesuit in Allegiance swears, 405:00,081[A ]| Or a Town-Jilt to keeping Coxcombs bears, 405:00,082[A ]| Are firm and certain all compar'd with hers: 405:00,083[A ]| Early in Falshood, at her Font she lied, 405:00,084[A ]| And should ev'n then for Perjury bin tried: 405:00,085[A ]| Her Conscience stretch'd, and open as the Stews, 405:00,086[A ]| But laughs at Oaths and plays with solemn Vows, 405:00,087[A ]| And at her Mouth swallows down perjur'd Breath 405:00,088[A ]| More glib then Bits of Lechery beneath: 405:00,089[A ]| Less serious known, when she dos most protest, 405:00,090[A ]| Then thoughts of arrantest Buffoons in jest: 405:00,091[A ]| More cheap then the vile mercenariest Squire, 405:00,092[A ]| Who plies for half-crown Fees at Westminster, 405:00,093[A ]| And trades in Staple Oaths and swears to hire: 405:00,094[A ]| Less Guilt then hers, less Breach of Oath and Word, 405:00,095[A ]| Has stood aloft and look'd thro Penance-board: 405:00,096[A ]| And he, that trusts her in a Death-bed Pray'r, 405:00,097[A ]| Has Faith to merit, and save any thing but her. 405:00,098[A ]| But since her Guilt description dos outgo, 405:00,099[A ]| I'le try if it outstrip my Curses too, 405:00,100[A ]| Curses, which may they equal my just Hate, 405:00,101[A ]| My Wish, and her Desert; be each so great, 405:00,102[A ]| Each heard like Pray'rs, and Heaven make 'em Fate. 405:00,103[A ]| First for her Beauties which the Mischief brought, 405:00,104[A ]| May she affected, they be borrow'd thought, 405:00,105[A ]| By her own Hand, not that of Nature wrought: 405:00,106[A ]| Her Credit, Honour, Portion, Health, and those 405:00,107[A ]| Prove light and frail as her broke Faith and Vows: 405:00,108[A ]| Some base unnam'd Disease her Carcase foul, 405:00,109[A ]| And make her Body ugly as her Soul: 405:00,110[A ]| Cankers and Ulcers eat her, till she be 405:00,111[A ]| Shun'd like Infection, loth'd like Infamy: 405:00,112[A ]| Strength quite expir'd may she alone retain 405:00,113[A ]| The Snuff of Life, may that unquench'd remain, 405:00,114[A ]| As in the Damn'd, to keep her fresh for Pain: 405:00,115[A ]| Hot Lust light on her, and the Plague of Pride 405:00,116[A ]| On that, this ever scorn'd as that denied: 405:00,117[A ]| Ach, Anguish, Horror, Grief, Dishonour, Shame, 405:00,118[A ]| Pursue at once her Body, Soul, and Fame: 405:00,119[A ]| If ere the Devil Love must enter her 405:00,120[A ]| (For nothing sure but Fiends can enter there) 405:00,121[A ]| May she a just and true Tormentor find, 405:00,122[A ]| And that like an ill Conscience wrack her Mind: 405:00,123[A ]| Be some diseas'd and ugly Wretch her Fate, 405:00,124[A ]| She doom'd to Love of one, whom all els hate, 405:00,125[A ]| May he hate her, and may her Destiny 405:00,126[A ]| Be to despair, and yet love on, and dy: 405:00,127[A ]| Or to invent some wittier Punishment, 405:00,128[A ]| May he to plague her out of Spite consent: 405:00,129[A ]| May the old Fumbler, tho' disabl'd quite, 405:00,130[A ]| Have strength to give her Claps, but no Delight: 405:00,131[A ]| May he of her unjustly jealous be, 405:00,132[A ]| For one that's worse and uglier far then he: 405:00,133[A ]| May's Impotence balk and torment her Lust, 405:00,134[A ]| Yet scarcely her to Dreams or Wishes trust: 405:00,135[A ]| Forc'd to be chast, may she suspected be, 405:00,136[A ]| Share none o' th' Pleasure, all the Infamy. 405:00,137[A ]| In fine, that I all Curses may compleat, 405:00,138[A ]| (For I've but curst in jest and railly'd yet) 405:00,139[A ]| Whatere the Sex deserves, or feels, or fears, 405:00,140[A ]| May all those Plagues be hers and only hers: 405:00,141[A ]| Whatere great Favourites, turn'd out of doors, 405:00,142[A ]| Sham'd Cullies, bilk'd and disappointed Whores, 405:00,143[A ]| Or losing Gamesters vent, what Curses ere 405:00,144[A ]| Are spoke by Sinners raving in Despair, 405:00,145[A ]| All those fall on her, as they're all her due, 405:00,146[A ]| Till Spite can't think, nor Heav'n inflict anew: 405:00,147[A ]| May then (for once I will be kind and pray) 405:00,148[A ]| No Madness take her use of Sence away, 405:00,149[A ]| But may she in full Strength of Reason be, 405:00,150[A ]| To feel and understand her Misery: 405:00,151[A ]| Plagu'd so, till she think Damning a Release 405:00,152[A ]| And humbly pray to go to Hell for Ease: 405:00,153[A ]| Yet may not all these Suff'rings here attone 405:00,154[A ]| Her Sin, and may she still go Sinning on, 405:00,155[A ]| Tick up in Perjury and run o' th' Score 405:00,156[A ]| Till on her Soul she can get Trust no more: 405:00,157[A ]| Then may she stupid and repentless dy, 405:00,158[A ]| And Heav'n it self forgive no more then I, 405:00,159[A ]| But so be damn'd of mere Necessity.