. Rights and wrongs of woman, a poem . careering through the skies,The softened splendor of a womans eyes, ,^The gentle smile, sweet tone, and matchless grace,That sit enthroned in womans form and face,Her tearful prayer oer wrongs to Heaven addressed,The pitying love that dwells in womans are the noiseless unobtrusive powerS;That fall on human hearts like dewy showers,More potent far than blustering dashing rain,Exhausted^ Nature to revive gifts as these on woman Heaven these, the crown and regal robes are hers,What power can more dear or precious beThan s
. Rights and wrongs of woman, a poem . careering through the skies,The softened splendor of a womans eyes, ,^The gentle smile, sweet tone, and matchless grace,That sit enthroned in womans form and face,Her tearful prayer oer wrongs to Heaven addressed,The pitying love that dwells in womans are the noiseless unobtrusive powerS;That fall on human hearts like dewy showers,More potent far than blustering dashing rain,Exhausted^ Nature to revive gifts as these on woman Heaven these, the crown and regal robes are hers,What power can more dear or precious beThan soothing woes of poor humanity ?What were lifes pleasures without womans what were beauty, should hers disappear ?What sceptre greater than the sway oer those,Who rule themselves and others, fiiends and foes ?What more diversion than to fool the fools^ Who lead in Senates, or who teach in schools ?What greater power than to rule the rulers?What more amusement than to fool the foolers ? TAUNTON TACK CO., COPPER AND BRUiSH 24 THE RIGHTS AND WRONGS OF WOMAN. If woman reigns the 4ueen of human hearts,Why meddle would she in more manly arts ? Leave doctoring, lawyering, and preaching ;Saving ye her time for good domestic the youthful mind the true and good,Becoming the guardian of the infant brood !Though single and without relationsWho may rightly claim her ministrations,No woman goes far to find in grief,And sorrow, many who demand relief ;. Canst calm the sufferer, then, with dulcet make the heavy, saddened heart rejoice :A ministering angel tis far best to be,Than belle most envied in society ;Better a gladdener be of one sad victor over thousands in the vainful will avail it when no longer young,That on thy modish Hspings men have hung ?Will this thought smooth a wrinkle of thy face,Or help thee bear declining years with grace ?, A thousand noes ! But thine every action Good, will stamp thee with some fresh attracti
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