Suddenly, Baucis vanishes. All her talk, all her manoeuvers have been designed merely to tantalize his libidinous urgencies, to bring him suppliantly into her clutches. Thraso is left lamenting:
Thraso: O woman, noxious flame, gnawing wound, enemy to friendship. Woman, the sum of evil. Woman, deserving of death. Woman, who produces the seeds of putrefaction, who produces death. Foul procuress, monstrous in appearance, the image of the Chimera.
Later on, Thraso approaches Glycerium herself, but she refuses his advances. She is too young and inexperienced, she pleads:
Sum rudis in Venerem nec adhuc mea nubilis aetas:
Intemerata manet dos mea virginea.
Non novi quid amor, quid amoris sentiat ictus.
Officium Veneris horreo, siste preces.
In Jay Fletchers play The Wild-Goose Chase, there is mention of amber, a reputed amatory provocative. Mirabel, one of the leading characters, is offering a portrait of women:
Mirabel: Only the wenches are not for my diet;