Ravish'd by Envious Avarice,
Made Woman first Impropriate; all were free;
Inclosures Mens Inventions be.
I'th Golden Age, no Action cou'd be found
For Trespass on my Neighbour's ground:
'Twas just, with any Fair to mix our Blood;
The best is most diffusive Good.
She that confines her Beams to one Mans sight,
Is a Dark Lanthorn to a Shining Light.
Say, Does the Virgin Spring less Chaste appear,