“Madam, I loved you truly, while I deem’d
You were the truthful being that you seem’d;
But, when I see your native temper rise
Above control, and break through all disguise,
Casting it off, as serpents do their skin, }
And showing all the folds of vice within— }
What see I then to love? was I in love with Sin?”— }
“So may I think, and you may feel it too;
A loving couple, Sir, were Sin and you! 250
Whence all this anger? is it that you find