Alas, I Am A Woman

Tis In My Memory Lock'd, And You Yourself Shall Keep The Key Of It.

With This Special Observance, That You O'erstep Not The Modesty Of Nature. For Anything So Overdone Is From The Purpose Of Playing, Whose End, Both At The First And Now, Was And Is, To Hold, As 'twere, The Mirror Up To Nature.

Maids Want Nothing But Husbands, And When They Have Them, They Want Everything.

My Chastity's The Jewel Of Our House, Bequeathed Down From Many Ancestors.

A Fellow By The Hand Of Nature Mark'd, Quoted, And Sign'd, To Do A Deed Of Shame.