Blame us not, then, silly scribbler, If we're false to churls like you. To the good — (thou wicked libeller)— We still constant prove and true. But when we're unkindly treated, Let men blame themselves if cheated. Begone, Doctor DONNE! Learn the fate of SOLOMON.
Solomon was wise, they tell us; This truth I shall not refuse. "One amongst a thousand fellows," His notion of his own sex shews. But when of ours he 'gins to chatter, He shows he knows not of the matter; Nor can Any man E'er judge better, on his plan.
When at first our kind CREATOR Form'd an help-mate for the man, He pronounc'd, that, "ever after Marriage should join TWO in ONE." But SOLOMON did wed ten hundred, Is it then much to be wond'red Not one Of the clan Did keep constant to that MAN? Edin. Oct 19, 1781.
