There Is No Scandal Like Rags, Nor

Necessity, The Mother Of Invention.

I Hate All That Don't Love Me, And Slight All That Do.

Observe This, That Tho A Woman Swear, Forswear, Lie, Dissemble, Back-bite, Be Proud, Vain, Malicious, Anything, If She Secures The Main Chance, She's Still Virtuous; That's A Maxim.

One May Like The Love And Despise The Lover.

Charming Women Can True Converts Make, We Love The Precepts For The Teacher's Sake.