Woman to man Is either a God or a wolfe.

Whether we fall by ambition, blood, or lust, like diamonds we are cut with our own dust.

See, the curse of children! In life they keep us frequently in tears, And in the cold grave leave us in pale fears.

How many ills spring from adultery? First the supreme law that is violated, Nobility oft stain'd with bastardy, Inheritance of land falsely possessed, The husband scorn'd, wife sham'd, and babes unbless'd.

Though lust do masque in ne'er so strange disguise she's oft found witty, but is never wise.

Oh, yes, thy sins Do run before thee to fetch fire from hell, To light thee thither.

A powerful portfolio of physiological and behavioural evidence now exists to support the case that fish feel pain and that this feeling matters. In the face of such evidence, any argument to the contrary based on the claim that fish 'do not have the right sort of brain' can no longer be called scientific. It is just obstinate.