The Guts Carry The Feet, Not The

Inasmuch As Ill-deeds Spring Up As A Spontaneous Crop, They Are Easy To Learn.

I Find My Familiarity With Thee Has Bred Contempt.

Once A Woman Parts With Her Virtue, She Loses The Esteem Even Of The Man Whose Vows And Tears Won Her To Abandon It.

Soul Of Fibre And Heart Of Oak.

The Woman Who Is Resolved To Be Respected Can Make Herself Be So Even Amidst An Army Of Soldiers.