The Men have many saults
Poor Women have but two
There’s nothing right they say
There’s nothing right they do!
To Lysander
Why thus against the sex declaim
And female worth deride?
Reflect from where their failings came
And check thy haughty pride,
Reflect that Eve no mother knew,
From Man she sprang alone,
And while from Man her errors grew,
Her virtues were her own.
Maud