I hope they cannot blame us, we have usd them With that respect our modesties allowd.

His royal consort next consults her glass, 50 And out of twenty boxes culls a face; The whitening first her ghastly looks besmears, All pale and wan the unfinish'd form appears; Till on her cheeks the blushing purple glows, And a false virgin-modesty bestows.

Yes, with endurance, let it too A tender modesty possess; And to its grim strength let it add The gracious power of gentleness.