A woman is but man; and both one beast—
A lusty animal, for field or harness.
But no! ye sanctify a squeamish mule;
And when an honest wench, that speaks her mind,
Meets a fine lad and slaps him on the buttock,
And says out plat: “Thou art a man: I love thee—”
She is a sinner, and your doll a saint.
CHAUCER
Alis, thou speak’st like one in jealousy.
ALISOUN