I stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts.

Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it, For jealousy dislikes the world to know it.

But as to women, who can penetrate the real sufferings of their she condition? Man's very sympathy with their estate has much of selfishness and more suspicion. Their love, their virtue, beauty, education, but form good housekeepers, to breed a nation.

But 'midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless.

Ecclesiastes said that "all is vanity," Most modern preachers say the same, or show it By their examples of true Christianity: In short, all know, or very short may know it.

A mistress never is nor can be a friend. While you agree, you are lovers; and when it is over, anything but friends.

Why do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them.