SONG-WOMAN RULES YOU STILL
... Vainly of snperior wisdom Your proud sex make such a boast; Though you'd fain despise our talent, Still we prove we have the most. King or peasant, own our power, Own our worth in sorrow's hoar Say or do whate'er you will, Woman, woman rules you still. In all things 'tis we who guide you, You must follow where we lead: If you frown, we but deride you, Still we're your bist friends at need. ...