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Cesario, by the roses of the spring, By maidhood, honour, truth, and every thing, I love thee so, that, maugre all thy pride, Nor wit, nor reason, can my passion hide.

There are plenty of accidents and some kinds of sickness that you can't blame a person for, but drying up into barren, unlovely old maidhood ought to be forbidden by law.

There her position was in some respects improved, though the head nurse was a woman of vulgar instincts, and given to nagging, as women verging on forty, face to face with old maidhood, often are.

Give me a mate that never heard of these, A sylvan god, tree born in heart and sap; Or else, eternal maidhood be my hap.

Cæsario, by the Roses of the spring, By maidhood, honour, truth, and everything, I love thee so.