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But, Alas! What Poor Woman Is Ever Taught That She Should Have A Higher Design Than To Get Her A Husband?

That Which Has Not A Real Excellency And Value In It Self, Entertains No Longer Than The Giddy Humour Which Recommended It To Us Holds.

Unhappy Is That Grandeur Which Makes Us Too Great To Be Good; And That Wit Which Sets Us At A Distance From True Wisdom.

None Can Be Tyrants But Cowards.

We May Not Commit A Lesser Sin Under Pretence To Avoid A Greater, But We May, Nay We Ought To Endure The Greatest Pain And Grief Rather Than Commit The Least Sin.