No blondes, Brownie and Bunny, but a brace of lovely brownheads; bobbed, of course; and their loveliness was so perfectly darkly dressed that I couldn't tell you what they wore under their squirrel and beaver coats […]
Has my Goodnes
Clemencie, loue, and fauour gratious raysed thee
From a Condition next to popular labour
Tooke thee from all the dubitable hazards
Of Fortune, her most unsecure aduentures
And grafted thee into a Branch of honor […]
New Age mumbo-jumbo about 'living in balance' with whatever the latest thing some dippy yoghurt knitter from the West Coast of the United States of Woo- Woo has just discovered as being vital to our wellbeing.
[I]t is not fair of you to bring against mankind double weapons! Dangerous enough you are as woman alone, without bringing to your aid those gifts of mind suited to problems which men have been accustomed to arrogate to themselves.
