‘Tis a curious thing, society.
How a woman was thought of as
Being possessed of great passions
Unequal to any a rational being such as
Man could ever have. Yet these great
Hysterical emotions were no match to
The great Poets and Playwrights who
Enslaved their passions in ink upon paper.
‘Tis a fickle thing, society.
How the weakest, fairest, purest sex
Has always been thought of as capable
Of possessing the strongest and darkest
Of thought and desire. A pity the
Women of old failed to use this fact
To their advantage.