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memories, that a week's absence will make them forget you.
The love of a woman hath its seasons, like the year, its spring, summer, autumn and winter. It begins with a warm desire, and is nourished to a greater heat by the kind influenee of the objcet, till the harvest of her joys are full ripe; but when the fruits of her affeetion are reaped and gathered, you will soon pereeive some sharp breezes, as signs of an approaehing winter.
The love of a ehaste woman will be eontinued towards you as long as you behave yourself well; but the love of a woman who hath lost her virtue is but during pleasure
Love a woman with moderation, that loves you to an excess; her passion will naturally reduee itself to the same equality, for no extremes are lasting; and then you have the advantage, for the eountenanee of a little love shows a constant temper, and looks friendly and obliging when a passion eooled to the same indifferenee will look slighting and neglective. Besides, he that loves a woman too mueh, is apt to love himself too little.
Depend not on the love of a lewd woman, it is a reed will soon deceive you, her love is entangled with her lust; to eontinue the one, is to be a slave to the other, and rather than to be that, I would share the punishment of Sisiphus.
