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You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib;
she was really made from read more
You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib;
she was really made from his funny bone.
Then, my good girls, be more than women, wise:
At least be more than I was; and be sure
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Then, my good girls, be more than women, wise:
At least be more than I was; and be sure
You credit anything the light gives life to
Before a man.
I think Nature hath lost the mould
Where she her shape did take;
Or else I doubt read more
I think Nature hath lost the mould
Where she her shape did take;
Or else I doubt if Nature could
So fair a creature make.
It is better to dwell in a corner of the housetop, than with a
brawling woman in a wide read more
It is better to dwell in a corner of the housetop, than with a
brawling woman in a wide house.
Woman's love is writ in water,
Woman's faith is traced in sand.
- Sir Robert Aytoun read more
Woman's love is writ in water,
Woman's faith is traced in sand.
- Sir Robert Aytoun (Ayton) of Kincaldie,
Oh, the gladness of their gladness when they're glad,
And the sadness of their sadness when they're sad;
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Oh, the gladness of their gladness when they're glad,
And the sadness of their sadness when they're sad;
But the gladness of their gladness, and the sadness of their
sadness,
Are as nothing to their badness when they're bad.
Oh, the shrewdness of their shrewdness when they are shrewd,
And the rudeness of their rudeness when they're rude;
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Oh, the shrewdness of their shrewdness when they are shrewd,
And the rudeness of their rudeness when they're rude;
But the shrewdness of their shrewdness and the rudeness of their
rudeness,
Are as nothing to their goodness when they're good.
What is lighter than the wind? A feather.
What is lighter than a feather? Fire.
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What is lighter than the wind? A feather.
What is lighter than a feather? Fire.
What lighter than a fire? A woman.
What lighter than a woman? Nothing.
[Lat., Vente quid levius? fulgur. Quid fulgure? flamma
Flamma quid? mulier. Quid mulier? nihil.]
I don't mind living in a man's world, as long as I can be a woman in it.
I don't mind living in a man's world, as long as I can be a woman in it.