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Pfhah; Will any thing a man says make a woman less agreeable? Will his talking spoil one’s complexion, or put one hair out of order? -- and for reputation, look you, my dear, take it for a rule, that is amongst the lower rank of people, no woman wants beauty that has fortune; so, amongst people of fortune, no woman wants virtue that has beauty. But an estate and beauty join’d are unlimited, nay, a power pontifical, make one not only absolute, but infallible -- a fine woman’s never in the wrong; if we were, ‘tis not the strength of a poor creature’s reason that can unfetter him -- O! How I love to hear a wretch curse himself for loving on, or now and then coming out with a --- “yet for the plague of human race, this devil has an angel’s face.�

Cibber, Colley. Act 2.