Here you will find the Poem The Modern Saint of poet Matthew Prior
Her time with equal prudence Silvia shares, First writes her billet-doux, then says her prayers, Her mass and toilette, vespers, and the play; Thus God and Ashtaroth divide the day: Constant she keeps her Ember-week and Lent, At Easter calls all Israel to her tent: Loose without bawd, and pious without zeal, She still repeats the sins she would conceal. Envy herself from Silvia's life must grant, An artful woman makes a modern saint.
