Your deceiving lips cannot conceal
The scent of the forest in your hair
And though you appear before me as womankind
I perceive your beastly presence here
"That mine eyes should see
the same virgin amidst the lambs
now attacking the very same
as a werewolf and drinking
innocent blood!"
Though accurs'd and condemn'd
Thine husband's aching heart shan't refuse
Your warmth of touch and beauty
Which moonlight casts in silver, pure and smooth
"For although she has died
As a wolf she yet lives
For two natures had she
One Human
And one Wolf"