KNOWN are we women as the weaker sex, The fact is true, and thus 't will aye remain. Happy are we if, in earth's record book, As faithful mothers we can write a name. Man with brows decked with laurel may appear, We find our joys within a narrow sphere. Known are we women as the weaker sex, We only weep the while men fiercely swear; And -- if joy's balance wavers -- ever seek Our refuge, not in weapons, but in prayer. We do but bless, though false to us men prove, Ay, women's hearts are more than weak in love. What will to man his strength of arm avail, If woman points him not to virtue's goal? Who'll save him amid passion's storm and stress, When o'er him all Life's surges fiercely roll? Woman alone the powers of hell defies, Because her greatness in her weakness lies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HILL WIFE: THE OFT-REPEATED DREAM by ROBERT FROST TO SPAIN - A LAST WORD by EDITH MATILDA THOMAS FOOTLIGHT MOTIFS: 3. GABY DESLYS by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS PATTY MORGAN THE MILKMAID'S STORY: 'LOOK AT THE CLOCK!' by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM LINES SUPPOSED TO HAVE BEEN WRITTEN BY BURNS by ROBERT BURNS |