Great child of nature, well you play your part,
Yet nature sure would need a little art.
Excuse me ****** but I’m forc’d to tell,
In nought so much as bawling you excell.
And where there’s no occasion for a storm,
Your head’s too giddy, and your blood too warm.
For instance now, when men are making love,
They bill and coo, as gentle as the dove;
But you, all foaming like a savage bear,
Attempt with blust’ring cries to move the fair.
How inconsistent, vain unthinking boy,
To rage a tyrant, while you look a toy.
You gain applause-good faith, I grant it true,
Nothing like roaring charms the vulgar crew.
But men, whose judgement’s rather more acute,
Astonish’d stare, with indignation mute.
(Rebekah Carmichael)
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