Written the First Year I was Marry’d
While thirst of power, and desire of fame,
In every age is every wonan’s aim;
Of beauty vain, of silly toasters proud,
Fond of a train, and happy in a crowd,
On every fop bestowing a kind glance,
Each conquest owing to some loose advance,
Affect to fly, in hopes to be persu’d,
And think they’re virtuous, if not grossly lewd:
Let this sure maxim be my virtue’s guide,
In part to blame she is, who has been try’d;
Too near he has approach’d, who is deny’d.
Lady Mary Wortley Montagu