Woman's at best a contradiction still.
We may see the small value God has for riches, by the people he gives them to.
For lo! the board with cups and spoons is crowned.The berries crackle, and the mill turns round ... At once they gratify their scent and taste.And frequent cups prolong the rich repast... Coffee (which makes the politician wise And see through all things with his half-shut eyes).
O peace! how many wars were waged in thy name.
Fondly we think we honor merit then, when we but praise ourselves in other men.
The bookful blockhead ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head, With his own tongue still edifies his ears, And always list'ning to himself appears. All books he reads, and all he reads assails.