Chewing The Food Of Sweet And Bitter

O, The Difference Of Man And Man! To Thee A Woman's Services Are Due.

If I Were A Woman I Would Kiss As Many Of You As Had Beards That Pleased Me, Complexions That Liked Me And Breaths That I Defied Not

As Full Of Spirit As The Month Of May, And As Gorgeous As The Sun In Midsummer.

If [god] Send Me No Husband, For The Which Blessing I Am At Him Upon My Knees Every Morning And Evening.

An Honest Man, Sir, Is Able To Speak For Himself, When A Knave Is Not.