Forbear To Judge, For We Are Sinners

Ay, Is It Not A Language I Speak?

Having My Freedom, Boast Of Nothing Else.

So Curses All Eve's Daughters Of What Complexion Soever.

Time Is The Old Justice That Examines All Such Offenders, And Let Time Try.

Can It Be Chat Modesty May More Betray Our Sense Than Woman's Lightness?