Mirth Cannot Move A Soul In Agony.

It Is Not Politic In The Commonwealth Of Nature To Preserve Virginity. Loss Of Virginity Is Rational Increase, And There Was Never Virgin Got Till Virginity Was First Lost. That You Were Made Of Is Metal To Make Virgins. Virginity, By Being Once Lost, May Be Ten Times Found: By Being Ever Kept, It Is Ever Lost. ’tis Too Cold A Companion: Away With ’t!

Tell Me, Daughter Juliet, How Stands Your Dispositions To Be Married" It Is An Honor That I Dream Not Of

To Be Now A Sensible Man, By And By A Fool, And Presently A Beast!

All Dark And Comfortless.

But Virtue Never Will Be Mov'd, Though Lewdness Court It In A Shape Of Heaven.