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A woman scorn'd is pitiless as fate,
For then the dread of shame adds stings to hate.
A woman scorn'd is pitiless as fate,
For then the dread of shame adds stings to hate.
Who could tell such a story with dry eyes?
Who could tell such a story with dry eyes?
While I plan, and plan, my hair
Is gray before I know it.
While I plan, and plan, my hair
Is gray before I know it.
Custom is second nature.
[Lat., Consuetudo est secunda natura.]
Custom is second nature.
[Lat., Consuetudo est secunda natura.]
The rose is sweetest wash'd with morning dew,
And love is loveliest when embalm'd in tears.
The rose is sweetest wash'd with morning dew,
And love is loveliest when embalm'd in tears.
Her prentice han' she tried on man,
And then she made the lasses O!
Her prentice han' she tried on man,
And then she made the lasses O!
The way is an ill neighbour.
The way is an ill neighbour.
A man well mounted is ever Cholerick.
A man well mounted is ever Cholerick.
