While Beast instructs his fair, and innocent wife,
In the past pleasures of his sensual life,
Telling the motions of each petticoat,
And how his Ganymede moved, and how his goat,
And now, her (hourly) her own cucqueen makes,
In varied shapes, which for his lust she takes:
What doth he else, but say, leave to be chaste,
Just wife, and, to change me, make woman's haste.