I Hold The World But

Proper Deformity Shows Not In The Fiend So Horrid As In Woman.

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!

Shine Out Fair Sun, Till I Have Bought A Glass, That I May See My Shadow As I Pass.

Taste Your Legs, Sire: Put Them Into Motion.

Ay Me! For Aught That Ever I Could Read, Could Ever Hear By Tale Or History, The Course Of True Love Never Did Run Smooth.