To Megaera

Megaera! since thy ugly face would fright
The Div'l himselfe, and all that look on it;
Prithee why dost thou wear a looking-glasse?
I cast a figure for that cause, she saies,
To fright him from me, and each lustful eie:
Fear't not! I'l warr'nt thee none shal tempt thee, I;
For he that should on thy face doat, I'd swear,
Both blind, and mad, bewitcht indeed he were.