Nothing lovelier can be found In woman, than to study household good, And good works in her husband to promote.

It is Chastity, my brother. She that has that is clad in complete steel.

Solitude is sometimes the best society.

Still paying, still to owe. Eternal woe!

Implied Subjection, but requir'd with gentle sway, And by her yielded, by him best receiv'd,- Yielded with coy submission, modest pride, And sweet, reluctant, amorous delay.

Th'invention all admir'd, and each, how he to be th'inventor miss'd; so easy it seem'd once found, which yet unfound most would have thought impossible.

Methought I saw my late espoused saint.