Which you might now have urg’d in your defence;
But——
So far was I from using such Deceit,
My Heart was never conscious of a Cheat:
And I no sooner of your Passion knew,
But frankly I return’d the like to you.——
Yet you, tho’ I was fondly blind, cou’d see,
Not ign’rant what the Consequence wou’d be.
Why with such Wiles then did you draw me on,
To leave me wretched, hopeless, and undone?