Made up, when Nature's powers lay slumbering.
One, where all pregnant imperfections met
To make her sex's scandal: Teeth of jet,
Hair dy'd in orp'ment, from whose fretful hue
Canidia her highest witchcrafts drew.
A lip most thin and pale, but such a mouth
10Which like the poles is stretched North and South
A face so colour'd, and of such a form,
As might defiance bid unto a storm:
And the complexion of her sallow hide