If ye think you can whatso can men,
Ye cause not a whimper in men's den.
Let me this to thee tell
What few would ever spell—
Ye know not, O Fair Sex, what ye can.
Thou art no dung-hill hen,
Nor cocky are all men,
To let your latent spell
Ye need shout nor yet sell,
For, man seems thine great fan.
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It is still largely a man's world. Most women may know this, and their secret aim seems to be equal to men. This I think is their undoing, their aim being no tall enough. Women know not their immense potential. What they perhaps lack physically, they more than make up in many a way.
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Musings | 02.01.15 |
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem