Oh woman! lovely woman! nature made thee To temper man; we had been brutes without you; Angels are painted fair to look like you; There's in you all that we believe of heaven, Amazing brightness, purity, and truth, Eternal joy, and everlasting love.
Justice is lame as well as blind, amongst us.
Love reigns a very tyrant in my heart.
Let us embrace, and from this very moment vow an eternal misery together.
Children blessings seem, but torments are.
Base natures ever judge a thing above them, and hate a power they are too much obliged to.