MOLL Not marry? Forswear marriage? Why, all women know ‘tis as honourable a thing as to lie with a man, and I, to spite my sister’s vow the more, have entertained a suitor already, a fine gallant knight of the last feather. He says he will coach me too, and well appoint me, allow me money to dice withal, and many such pleasing protestations he sticks upon my lips.