But lust and vanity, with wily trains,
That he repentance buys which beauty gains.
Sh'as many trulls, like Menelaus' wife,
And she such light-skirt things for chaste ones sells;
With whom dissembling and deceits are rife,
Smiles, tears, sighs, looks, with such enchanting spells.
If they but bend their brows and shoot out frowns,
They crack a sceptre and distemple crowns.
1790Yet stay: but by the sour we know not sweet,
White's silver hue adjoined to black shines best,