Song, A. To a Jilting False Mistres, Who Swore Fidelity to Her Lover

I.

You , by my Eyes swore Faith to me,
By which, your Perjuries I find,
Which, (since thy were sworn by, by thee)
By Love or thee, are stricken Blind;
The Breach of Faith so you commit,
Yet I must punish'd be for it;

II.

In Love, as Trade, Joint-Partners so,
Must suffer for the Fault of one;
And th' Innocent must undergo
The Damage, by the Guilty done;
Whilst the False Partner's Breach of Trust,
Most Loss and Shame is to the Just;

III.

Thy Perjury my True Faith damns,
Whose Innocence must suffer now,
All Love's damn'd Tortures, and his Flames
But for my wrong'd True Faith in you;
The Body's Sin so must torment
The Soul, which gave it no Consent.
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