Apology, The: To a Jilting Mistress of Another Man, For Railing at the Inconstancy of Her Humour

I.

I'll own, I am to blame, to rail
At your Inconstancy, which did
Make my Love, first on thine prevail,
Which thy Truth did, at first forbid;
Thee Change, to Justice, did incline,
Who, but for Love of Change, wer't mine:

II.

Since all, by Nature's given to Change,
Which does most firm, and stable seem,
Why shou'd Men think it then, so strange,
Weak Women shou'd be false to them?
That Change shou'd o'er their Faith prevail,
By Nature made, more Weak, Light, Frail:

III.

Since Proud Men, who so much will boast,
Their Truth, Faith, and Stability,
We find still, to be given most,
Their Change in Love to justifie;
Will in it, boldly Glory too,
Think it their Shame, their Truth to show;

IV.

Since Beauty, like the Glorious Sun,
Is made, to cheer up all Mankind;
Then, Universal Love alone,
In Justice, you from all shou'd find;
You least Just, as most Constant are,
To give One all, which All shou'd share:

V.

So, since we see, you have in One,
The Beauties of all Woman-kind,
Then, Universal Love alone,
You shou'd from All, with Reason find
Your Love, as Beauty, general
Desir'd by All, is due to All.
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