The Hundred Best Poems (lyrical) in the English language - second series/Stanzas on Woman

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 Or both divide the crown;
 He rais'd a mortal to the skies;
 She drew an angel down.


Grand Chorus.

 At last divine Cecilia came,
 Inventress of the vocal frame;
The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store,
 Enlarg'd the former narrow bounds,
 And added length to solemn sounds,
With Nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before.
 Let old Timotheus yield the prize,
 Or both divide the crown;
 He rais'd a mortal to the skies;
 She drew an angel down.

1810 Edition.


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33.
Stanzas on Woman.

WHEN lovely woman stoops to folly
 And finds too late that men betray,
What charm can soothe her melancholy,
 What art can wash her guilt away?

The only art her guilt to cover,
 To hide her shame from ev'ry eye,
To give repentance to her lover,
 And wring his bosom—is to die.

1816 Edition.