And I reckon it's just through a woman the last man on earth'll be lost.
What wilt not woman, gentle woman, dare
When strong affection stirs her spirit up?
He beheld his own rougher make softened into
sweetness, and tempered with smiles; he saw a
creature who had, as it were, Heaven's second
thought in her formation.
Steele—Christian, Hero. (Of Adam awaking,
and first seeing Eve.}})
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| text = <poem>She is pretty to walk with,
And witty to talk with,
And pleasant too, to think on.
Sir John Suckling—Brennorall. Act II. Sc. 1.
Of all the girls that e'er was seen,
There's none so fine as Nelly.
Swift—Ballad on Miss Nelly Bennet.
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{{Hoyt quote
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| text = <poem>Daphne knows, with equal ease,
How to vex and how to please;
But the folly of her sex
Makes her sole delight to vex.
Lose no time to contradict her,
Nor endeavour to convict her;
Only take this rule along,
Always to advise her wrong,
And reprove her when she's right;
She may then grow wise for spite.
O Woman, you are not merely the handiwork
of God, but also of men; these are ever endowing
you with beauty from their own hearts. . . .
You are one-half woman and one-half dream.
Rabindranath Tagore—Gardener. 59.
Femmina e cosa garrula e fallace:
Vuole e disvuole, e folle uom chi sen fida,
Si tra se volge.
Women have tongues of craft, and hearts of guile,
They will, they will not; fools that on them trust;
For in their speech is death, hell in their smile.
Tasso—Gerusalemme. XIX. 84.
All virtuous women, like tortoises, carry their
house on their heads, and their chappel in their
heart, and their danger in their eye, and their
souls in their hands, and God in all their actions.
Jeremy Taylor—Life of Christ. Pt. I. II. 4.
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{{Hoyt quote
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| text = A woman's honor rests on manly love.
| author = Esais Tegnèr
| work = Fridthjof's Saga.
| place = Canto VIII.
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{{Hoyt quote
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| text = <poem>For men at most differ as Heaven and Earth,
But women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.
| author = Tennyson
| work = Idylls of the King. Merlin and Vivian.
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{{Hoyt quote
| num =
| text = Airy, fairy Lilian.
| author = Tennyson
| work = Lilian.
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{{Hoyt quote
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| text = Woman is the lesser man.
| author = Tennyson
| work = Locksley Hall. St. 76.
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{{Hoyt quote
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| text = <poem>She with all the charm of woman,
She with all the breadth of man.
Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.
With prudes for proctors, dowagers for deans,
And sweet girl-graduates in their golden hair.
A rosebud set with little wilful thorns,
And sweet as English air could make her, she.
| author = Tennyson
| work = The Princess. Prologue. L. 153.
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{{Hoyt quote
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| text = <poem>The woman is so hard
Upon the woman.
For woman is not undeveloped man
But diverse; could we make her as the man
Sweet love were slain; his dearest bond is this
Not like to like but like in difference.
Novi ingenium mulierum;
Nolunt ubi velis, ubi nolis cupiunt ultro.
I know the nature of women. When you will, they will not; when you will not, they come of their own accord.
When I say that I know women, I mean that I know that I don't know them. Every single woman I ever knew is a puzzle to me, as I have no doubt she is to herself.
Regard the society of women as a necessary unpleasantness of social life, and avoid it as much as possible.
Woman is more impressionable than man. Therefore in the Golden Age they were better than men. Now they are worse.
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.
A Praise of his Lady. In Tottel's Miscellany.
(1557) The Earl of Surrey wrote similar lines, A Praise of his Love. (Before 1547)
| seealso = (See also Ariosto under Man)
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{{Hoyt quote
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| text = <poem>He is a fool who thinks by force or skill
To turn the current of a woman's will.
