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.

Here’s hell. Rebellious hell. No less.
It can create a mutiny, an upheaval, a revolution in an older woman’s bones, And if this is possible, if this is so – then youth, in flames already, might as well dissolve all virtue in its hot desire. Go ahead young people, screw your brains out – no holds barred – since an old lady is getting hot with lust, you might as well let it all out – Go nuts. No controls on anyone anymore, kids. Go to it.

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