In Maiden Meditation, Fancy Free.

It Is Not Politic In The Commonwealth Of Nature To Preserve Virginity. Loss Of Virginity Is Rational Increase, And There Was Never Virgin Got Till Virginity Was First Lost. That You Were Made Of Is Metal To Make Virgins. Virginity, By Being Once Lost, May Be Ten Times Found: By Being Ever Kept, It Is Ever Lost. ’tis Too Cold A Companion: Away With ’t!

Though Fortune's Malice Overthrow My State, My Mind Exceeds The Compass Of Her Wheel.

Knowing I Lov'd My Books, He Furnish'd Me From Mine Own Library With Volumes That I Prize Above My Dukedom.

The Truest Poetry Is The Most Feigning.

The Trust I Have Is In Mine Innocence, And Therefore Am I Bold And Resolute.