Troilus and Cressida
A woman impudent and mannish grown Is not more loathed than an effeminate man In time of action. I stand condemn'd for this; (3.3.217-219)
Is this the Lady Cressid?
Most dearly welcome to the Greeks, sweet lady.
Our general doth salute you with a kiss.
Yet is the kindness but particular;
'Twere better she were kiss'd in general. (4.5.17-22)
Ah, poor our sex! this fault in us I find, The error of our eye directs our mind: (5.2.107-108)