Strike the bare bosom of his teeming mate!
His naked vices, rude and unrefined,
Exert their open empire o’er the mind;
But can we less the senseless rage despise,
Because the savage acts without disguise?
Yet here Disguise, the city’s vice, is seen,
And Slander steals along and taints the Green:
At her approach domestic peace is gone,
Domestic broils at her approach come on;
She to the wife the husband’s crime conveys,