[Lonesome in Massachussets]

MAECENAS

Now Antony must leave her utterly.

ENOBARBUS

Never. He will not.
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety. Other women cloy
The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry
Where most she satisfies, for vilest things
Become themselves in her, that the holy priests
Bless her when she is riggish.

[BenLurkin]

Riggish.

Don’t know what that means...but I want a gal who has it.