[La Vérité sortant du puits armée de
son martinet pour châtier lhumanité]
Lord, I have sinned, the truth I tell,
your punishment I full deserve,
and as I stand beside this well
a plea for justice, I reserve.
If I have sinned 'gainst womankind,
I'm utterly penitential,
I always thought they didn't mind,
believed it was consensual.
But now my past's caught up with me,
I'm subjected to public shame,
my sins revealed for all to see,
dragged through the dirt and grime my name.
The form my penalty might take,
will shortly be disclosed.
I plead just let it be, for heaven's sake,
a punishment to fit the deed.
A naked woman with a lash,
how bizarrely disconcerting,
and then emerging with such verve,
her intent set on hurting.
I'll take my penance like a man,
she can whip me at her leisure,
truth to tell, if it goes to plan,
it may even give me pleasure!