Home I would go But that my doors are hateful to my eyes, Fill’d and damm’d up with gaping creditors, Watchful as fowlers when their game will spring.

Ere man’s corruptions made him wretched, he Was born most noble that was born most free; Each of himself was lord; and unconfin’d Obey’d the dictates of his godlike mind.

Who’s a prince or beggar in the grave?

Honesty was a cheat invented first To bind the hands of bold deserving rogues, That fools and cowards might sit safe in power, And lord it uncontroll’d above their betters.

If love be treasure, we’ll be wondrous rich.

Cowards are scared with threatenings; boys are whipped into confession; but a steady mind acts of itself, ne’er asks the body counsel.

And for an apple damn’d mankind.

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.

How many men Have spent their blood in their dear country's service, Yet now pine under want; while selfish slaves, That even would cut their throats whom now they fawn on, Like deadly locusts, eat the honey up, Which those industrious bees so hardly toil'd for.

What mighty ills have not been done by woman! Who was't betray'd the Capitol? A woman; Who lost Mark Antony the world? A woman; Who was the cause of a long ten years' war, And laid at last old Troy is ashes? Woman; Destructive, damnable, deceitful woman!