Enough of subjects—in Iniquity.
WHORE is my theme, ye sisters all attend,
Give your applause, and be a sister’s friend;
If this ye do, and cast a fav’ring eye,
Those Sons of Whores, the Critics, I defy.
Of all the crimes condemn’d in women-kind,
Whore, in the catalogue, the first you’ll find;
This vulgar term is in the mouth of all
An epithet, on every female’s fall.
And what’s a Whore? Go ask the nations round;