Honour often seems a highly artificial convention, but life in any level of society where it has been abandoned astonishes by its tortuousness.
Honour often seems a highly artificial convention, but life in any level of society where it has been abandoned astonishes by its tortuousness.
“Be not thou so foolish nice,
As to be intreated twice;
What should women more incite
Than their own sweet appetite?
Shall savage things more freedom have
Than nature unto women gave?
The swan, the turtle, and the sparrow
Bill awhile, then take the marrow.
They bill, they kiss, what else they do
Come bill, and kiss, and I’ll show you.”
Anonymous | “Invitation to Dalliance”