Hanging And Marriage, You Know, Go By

Those Who Know The Least Obey The Best.

Poetry's A Mere Drug, Sir.

Our Sex Still Strikes An Awe Upon The Brave, And Only Cowards Dare Affront A Woman.

Since A Woman Must Wear Chains, I Would Have The Pleasure Of Hearing 'em Rattle A Little.

Vivutur Ingenio, That Damn'd Motto There Seduced Me First To Me A Wicked Player.