Why then should we be thus condemn’d alone,
When they are guilty, equal, ev’ry one;
Were there no men, no WHORES there sure could be,
They strive to make us so, in each degree.
Have we a face that’s exquisitely fair,
They spread their nets, that beauty to ensnare;
Is modesty and innocence our guide,
To try to ruin it is all their pride;
If we are humble, they our hopes will raise,
Strive to undo us still, a thousand ways;