I know many married men I even know a few happily married men but I don't know one who wouldn't fall down the first open coal hole running after the first pretty girl who gave him a wink.
It may be that which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet,' but I should be loath to see a rose on a maiden's breast substituted by a flower, however beautiful and fragrant it might be, that is went by the name of the skunk lily.
