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 The noble sister of Publicola,
 The moon of Rome, chaste as the icicle
  That's curded by the read more 
 The noble sister of Publicola,
 The moon of Rome, chaste as the icicle
  That's curded by the frost from purest snow
   And hangs on Dian's temple--dear Valeria! 
An unattempted lady could not vaunt of her chastity.
An unattempted lady could not vaunt of her chastity.
Chastity is the cement of civilization and progress. Without it there is no stability in society, and without it one read more
Chastity is the cement of civilization and progress. Without it there is no stability in society, and without it one cannot attain the Science of Life.
 So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity,
 That, when a soul is found sincerely so,
  A thousand read more 
 So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity,
 That, when a soul is found sincerely so,
  A thousand liveried angels lacky her,
   Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt. 
I call not that virginity a virtue, which resideth only in the bodies integrity; much less if it be with read more
I call not that virginity a virtue, which resideth only in the bodies integrity; much less if it be with a purpose of perpetually keeping it: for then it is a most inhumane vice. - But I call that Virginity a virtue which is willing and desirous to yield itself upon honest and lawful terms, when just reason requireth; and until then, is kept with a modest chastity of body and mind.
'Tis Chastity, my brother, Chastity: She that has that, is clad in complete steel
'Tis Chastity, my brother, Chastity: She that has that, is clad in complete steel
A nice man is a man of nasty ideas.
A nice man is a man of nasty ideas.
 When a woman has lost her chastity, she will shrink from no 
crime.
 [Lat., Neque femina amissa pudicitia read more 
 When a woman has lost her chastity, she will shrink from no 
crime.
 [Lat., Neque femina amissa pudicitia alia abneurit.] 
 Me of my lawful pleasure she restrained
 And prayed me oft forbearance--did it with
  A pudency so read more 
 Me of my lawful pleasure she restrained
 And prayed me oft forbearance--did it with
  A pudency so rosy, the sweet view on't
   Might well have warmed old Saturn--that I thought her
    As chaste as unsunned snow.