Scobble for whoredom whips his wife and cries <br />He'll slit her nose; but blubbering she replies, <br />"Good sir, make no more cuts i' th' outward skin, <br />One slit's enough to let adultery in.<br /><br />Robert Herrick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/up-scoble/