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A PHILOLOGICAL DITTY.
Ye wise ones who tell us, with infinite pains,
What everything borrows its name from,
Once more will ye ransack your books and your brains
And tell us where Woman's name came from?
What everything borrows its name from,
Once more will ye ransack your books and your brains
And tell us where Woman's name came from?
We bid you not tell, for we know it full well,
That Man is the finish of Human;
But humbly we pray, good gentlemen, say
Why man's better half is called Woman?
That Man is the finish of Human;
But humbly we pray, good gentlemen, say
Why man's better half is called Woman?
We know too, full well, that Adam once fell,
As the record, so ancient, doth show, man,
And that Eve was the cause of his breaking the laws;
But must she for that be a Woe-man?
As the record, so ancient, doth show, man,
And that Eve was the cause of his breaking the laws;
But must she for that be a Woe-man?
And this we know too, if History's true,
If Homer once sang like a true man;
When woman draws nigh, there's that in her eye
Which seems to say audibly: Woo-man.
If Homer once sang like a true man;
When woman draws nigh, there's that in her eye
Which seems to say audibly: Woo-man.
Come, then, help us out from this thorn-hedge of doubt,
Some kindly philosopher; do, man!
For if we should die, we cannot tell why
The partner of man is called Woman.
Some kindly philosopher; do, man!
For if we should die, we cannot tell why
The partner of man is called Woman.
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