A Woman's Fitness Comes By

I Should Think This A Gull, But That The White-bearded Fellow Speaks It; Knavery Cannot, Sure, Hide Himself In Such Reverence.

Speak The Speech, I Pray You, As I Pronounc'd It To You, Trippingly On The Tongue.

O Me, You Juggler, You Canker-blossom, You Thief Of Love!

There Are No Tricks In Plain And Simple Faith.

Though Men Can Cover Crimes With Bold, Stern Looks, Poor Women's Faces Are Their Own Faults' Books.