Put herself into the power of this greedy and unscrupulous old beldame?

Could I but reach thy wither'd frame, Thou wretched beldame, void of shame!

Is the Modern Philosophy (as it has been called) at one moment a youthful bride, and the next a withered beldame, like the false Duessa in Spenser?

Could I but reach thy wither'd frame, Thou wretched beldame, void of shame!