Tuesday, March 02, 2004
I have heard of your paintings, well enough.
God hath given you one face, and you make yourselves
another. You jig and amble, and you lisp, you nickname
God's creatures and make your wantonness your ignorance.
Go to, I'll no more on't, it hath made me mad. I say we will
have no more marriage. Those that are married already
(all but one) shall live, the rest shall keep as they are. To a
nunnery, go.
God hath given you one face, and you make yourselves
another. You jig and amble, and you lisp, you nickname
God's creatures and make your wantonness your ignorance.
Go to, I'll no more on't, it hath made me mad. I say we will
have no more marriage. Those that are married already
(all but one) shall live, the rest shall keep as they are. To a
nunnery, go.
