That she's quite a recluse, and almost a skeptic,

    For she touchingly says that this sort of grief

    Can not find in Religion the slightest relief,

    And Philosophy has not a maxim to spare

    For the victims of such overwhelming despair.

    But the saddest, by far, of all these sad features,

    Is the cruelty practised upon the poor creatures

    By husbands and fathers, real Bluebeards and Timons,

    Who resist the most touching appeals made for diamonds

    By their wives and their daughters, and leave them for days

    Unsupplied with new jewelry, fans or bouquets,

    Even laugh at their miseries whenever they have a chance,

    And deride their demands as useless extravagance.

    One case of a bride was brought to my view,

    Too sad for belief, but alas! 'twas too true,

    Whose husband refused, as savage as Charon,

    To permit her to take more than ten trunks to Sharon.

    The consequence was, that when she got there,

    At the end of three weeks she had nothing to wear;

    And when she proposed to finish the season

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