O Shame! Where Is Thy Blush? Rebellious Hell,
If Thou Canst Mutine In A Matron's Bones,
To Flaming Youth Let Virtue Be As Wax,
And Melt In Her Own Fire
O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell,
If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones,
To flaming youth let virtue be as wax,
And melt in her own fire: proclaim no shame
When the compulsive ardour gives the charge,
Since frost itself as actively doth burn,
And reason panders will.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet
-- Act iii, Sc. 4
