Francis Beaumont,
The Maid's Tragedy
(1717)
“ Mel.Force my swoll'n Heart no further; I would save thee. Your great Maintainers are not here, they dare not, Would they were all, and arm'd, I would speak loud; Here's one should thunder to 'em: will you tell me? Thou hast no hope to scape; He that dares most, And damns away his Soul to do thee Service, Will sooner fetch meat from a hungry Lion, Than come to rescue thee; thou hast Death about thee: He has undone thine Honour, poyson'd thy Virtue, And, of a lovely Rose, left thee a canker? ”

