WOMAN! thoughtless, giddy creature, Laughing, idle, flutt'ring thing: Most uncertain work of nature, Still, like fancy, on the wing. Slave to ev'ry changing passion, Loving, hating, in extreme: Fond of ev'ry foolish fashion, And, at best, a pleasing dream. Lovely-trifle! dear-illusion! Conquering-weakness! wished-for-pain! Man's chief glory and confusion, Of all vanity most vain! Thus, deriding beauty's power, Bevil called it all a cheat; But in less than half an hour Kneeled and whined at Celia's feet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INFANT SORROW, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE MIMNERMUS IN CHURCH by WILLIAM JOHNSON CORY ODE FOR A SOCIAL MEETING, WITH SLIGHT ALTERATIONS BY A TEETOTALER by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES VILLANELLE, WITH STEVENSON'S ASSISTANCE by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS SISTER TO SISTER by GORDON BOTTOMLEY THE INVISIBLE BRIDGE by FRANK GELETT BURGESS MASQUE AT THE MARRIAGE OF THE LORD HAYES: SONG IN FORM OF A DIALOGUE by THOMAS CAMPION |