The Wife of Bath's Prologue

" (…)

We women have a curious fantasy

In such affairs, or so it seems to me.

When somethings’s difficult, or can’t be had,

We crave and cry for it all day like mad.

Forbid a thing, we pine for it all night,

Press fast upon us and we take to flight;

We use disdain in offering our wares.

A throng of buyers sends prices up at fairs,

Cheap goods have little value, they suppose;

And that’s a thing that every woman knows.

(…) "

Geoffrey Chaucer's Canterbury Tales.