’Tis Charity to advance the Horn.
Diana was a Virgin pure,
Amongst the rest chaste and demure;
Yet you know well, I am sure,
What Acteon did endure,
If men have Horns for [such] as she, [p. 33.]
I pray thee tell me what are we?
Let thy friend enjoy his rest,
What though he wear Acteons creast?
Malice nor Venome at him spit,