Poems by Matthew Stevenson

Stevenson, Matthew (fl. 1654-1685)

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To the foul and false.

Wish not to know this Woman, she is worse
Than all Ingredients made into a curse.
Were she but Ugly, Peevish, Proud, a Whore,
Perjur'd, and Painted, so she were no more.
I could forgive her, and connive at this,
Alleaging, still she but a woman is:
But she is worse, and may in time fore-stall
The Devil, and be the damning of us all.

University of Virginia Library

To the foul and false.