*gaily changing tactics* And if thou hadst but wife to comfort thee--ay, wife and children both, within a house well suited to thy taste and every want--wouldst thou be satisfied with nothing more?
"I would not choose it, perhaps, if I could have both. But nor would I imagine my wife would be content were I to confer upon other women what should, by rights, be hers. I would not wound her so, even if I wished to stray in such a manner of my own desire."
*all but impatient with this focus on the bodily expression of love, for all his humor's good* Why must thou speak of naught and pillicocks? *there's Elizabethan euphemism for you* There's more to love than congress with a maid--or with a man, wherever thou dost turn. I love dear Rosalind, but would protest an she suggested I should lie with her.
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