When once a woman has given you her heart, you can never get rid of the rest of her body.
The image, via Wikimedia, is of ‘The Kiss’ in The Relapse by William Powell Frith
My mother played the lead female role in an amateur production of this in Karachi in the 1950s. It was deemed ‘unsuitable’ for children and so we were not allowed to see her in it. My father was the Deputy High Commissioner (like Deputy Ambassador) and apparently the First Secretary had to chase our mother around a sofa. Our imaginations ran wild – what an innocent world it seems then, when children needed protection from Restoration comedy on the grounds it was likely ‘to bring a blush to the cheek of a young person’.