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WOMEN
A Parsons wife, some Critiques use to Recon
Half-way in Orders, like a Fœmall Deacon
That by their Husbands Copys, are ordaind,
And made their Vicars, at the Second Hand;
And by their Spirituall Callings, have their Shares
In ordering the Parishes Affairs.
And chang the Nature of their Sex, betwixt
The Clergy, and the Layety Commixt.
Half-way in Orders, like a Fœmall Deacon
That by their Husbands Copys, are ordaind,
And made their Vicars, at the Second Hand;
And by their Spirituall Callings, have their Shares
In ordering the Parishes Affairs.
And chang the Nature of their Sex, betwixt
The Clergy, and the Layety Commixt.
The one half of the world has been begot
Against the other Parts Designe and Plot.
Against the other Parts Designe and Plot.
The Soules of women are so small
That Some believe th' have none at all;
Or, if they have, Like Cripples, still
Th' ave but one Facu[l]ty, the Will;
The other two are quite layd by
To make up one great Tyranny:
And though their Passions have most Powr,
They are (like Turkes) but slaves the more
To th' Abs'lute will, that with a breath
Has Sovrain Powr of life and Death.
And, as it's little Intrests move,
Can turne 'em all to Hate or love,
For nothing in a Moment turn
To Frantique Love, Disdain, and Scorn,
And make that Love degenerate
T' as great extremity of Hate
And Hate againe, and Scorn, and Piques
To Flames, and Raptures, and Love-tricks.
That Some believe th' have none at all;
Or, if they have, Like Cripples, still
Th' ave but one Facu[l]ty, the Will;
The other two are quite layd by
To make up one great Tyranny:
And though their Passions have most Powr,
They are (like Turkes) but slaves the more
To th' Abs'lute will, that with a breath
Has Sovrain Powr of life and Death.
And, as it's little Intrests move,
Can turne 'em all to Hate or love,
For nothing in a Moment turn
To Frantique Love, Disdain, and Scorn,
And make that Love degenerate
T' as great extremity of Hate
And Hate againe, and Scorn, and Piques
To Flames, and Raptures, and Love-tricks.
Our women, though they have forsworn
Virginity, like Nuns, are shorn.
Virginity, like Nuns, are shorn.
The chast Lucrecia durst not stand
The fatal thrust of Tarquins hand,
But rather let him have his will
Then feel the sharpnes of his steel;
But when the Feat was don and past
All remedy (I mary was't)
She did not feare to act his part,
And boldly stabd her self to th' heart.
The fatal thrust of Tarquins hand,
But rather let him have his will
Then feel the sharpnes of his steel;
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All remedy (I mary was't)
She did not feare to act his part,
And boldly stabd her self to th' heart.
The Sophy give's his Bauds Commission
To Leavy, for his own Provision
The Brightest Bewtys, and to Choose
Those that are fittest for his use,
With Powr, by Privy-search, to try
Their fitnes, and Ability,
If they Rest quietly t' explore
Or in their sleeps break winde, or snore.
To Leavy, for his own Provision
The Brightest Bewtys, and to Choose
Those that are fittest for his use,
With Powr, by Privy-search, to try
Their fitnes, and Ability,
If they Rest quietly t' explore
Or in their sleeps break winde, or snore.
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