Men Have Marble, Women Waxen, Minds.

For Where Is Any Author In The World Teaches Such Beauty As A Woman's Eye?

And Thence From Athens Turn Away Our Eyes To Seek New Friends And Stranger Companies.

No Doubt They Rose Up Early To Observe The Rite Of May; And, Hearing Our Intent, Came Here In Grace Of Our Solemnity.

Can It Be That Modesty May More Betray Our Sense Than Woman's Lightness? Having Waste Ground Enough, Shall We Desire To Raze The Sanctuary And Pitch Our Evils There?

Time Travels In Divers Paces With Divers Persons.