You may break, you may shatter the vase, if you will, / But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.

Disguise our bondage as we will, 'Tis woman, woman, rules us still

And it will fall out as in a complication of diseases, that by applying a remedy to one sore, you will provoke another; and that which removes the one ill symptom produces others.

Those among them that have not received our religion do not fright any from it, and use none ill that goes over to it, so that all the while I was there one man was only punished on this occasion.

"Tell me, what's Love?" said Youth, one day, To drooping Age, who crost his way, "It is a sunny hour of play, For which repentance dear doth pay, Repentance! Repentance! And this is Love, as wise men say

They have no lawyers among them for they consider them as a sort of people whose profession it is to disguise matters