Who Is It Can Read A Woman?

The Purest Treasure Mortal Times Can Afford Is A Spotless Reputation.

Never Anger Made Good Guard For Itself.

Then With The Losers Let It Sympathize, For Nothing Can Seem Foul To Those That Win.

Who Is It Can Read A Woman?

There Are A Sort Of Men, Whose Visages Do Cream And Mantle, Like A Standing Pond; And Do A Willful Stillness Entertain, With Purpose To Be Dressed In An Opinion Of Wisdom, Gravity Profound Conceit; As Who Should Say, I Am Sir Oracle, And When I Ope My Lips, Let No Dog Bark!