With women and apples both Paris and Adam

  Made mischief enough in their day:—

God be praised that the fate of mankind, my dear Madam,

  Depends not on us, the same way.

For, weak as I am with temptation to grapple,

  The world would have doubly to rue thee:

Like Adam, I'd gladly take from thee the apple,

  Like Paris, at once give it to thee.