Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorn'd.
I always take blushing either for a sign of guilt, or of ill breeding.
O, nothing is more alluring than a levee from a couch in some confusion.
One minute gives invention to destroy; What to rebuild, will a whole age employ.
Delay not till tomorrow to be wise; tomorrow's sun to thee may neve rise.
Marriage is honourable, as you say; and if so, wherefore should Cuckoldom be a Discredit, being deriv'd from so honourable a Root?