Book Of Contemplation - For Woman


OR woman due allowance make!

Form'd of a crooked rib was she,—By Heaven she could not straightened be.

Attempt to bend her, and she'll break;

If left alone, more crooked grows madam;

What well could be worse, my good friend,

Adam?—For woman due allowance make;'Twere grievous, if thy rib should break!

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