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And to thoſe daintie limms which nature lent
For gentle uſage, and ſoft delicacie?
But you invert the cov'nants of her truſt,
And harſhly deale like an ill borrower
With that which you receiv'd on other termes,
Scorning the unexempt condition,
By which all mortall frailty muſt ſubſiſt,
Refreſhment after toile, eaſe after paine,
That have been tir'd all day without repaſt,
And timely reſt have wanted, but faire virgin
This will reſtore all ſoone.
La. T'will not falſe traitor,
T'will not reſtore the truth and honeſtie
That thou haſt baniſh't from thy tongue with lies,
Was this the cottage, and the ſafe abode
Thou told'ſt me of? what grim aſpects are theſe,
Theſe oughly-headed monſters? Mercie guard me!
Hence with thy brewd inchantments foule deceiver,
Haſt thou betray'd my credulous innocence
With viſor'd falſhood, and baſe forgerie,
And wouldſt thou ſeek againe to trap me here
With lickeriſh baits fit to enſnare a brute?
Were it a draft for Iuno when ſhe banquets
I would not taſt thy treaſonous offer; none
But ſuch as are good men can give good things,
And that which is not good, is not delicious
To a wel-govern'd and wiſe appetite.
Co. O fooliſhneſſe of men! that lend their eares
To thoſe budge doctors of the Stoick furre,
And fetch their præcepts from the Cynick tub,
Praiſing the leane, and ſallow Abſtinence.
Wherefore did Nature powre her bounties forth
