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 Thus finished in taste, while on her I gaze,

I think I could take her for life;

But I fear to undress her, for out of her stays,

I should find I had lost my wife?

 

HAT woman cou'd do, I have try'd to be free,

Yet do all I can,

I find I love him, and though he flies me,

Still, still he's the man.

They tell me at once, he to twenty will swear:

When vows are so sweet, who the falshood can fear?

So when you have said all you can,

Still,still he's the man.

I caught him once making love to a maid,

When to him I ran,

He turn'd, and he kiss'd me, then who cou'd upbraid

So civil a man?

The next day I found to a third he was kind,

I rated him soundly, he swore I was blind;

So let me do what I can,

Still,still he's the man.

All the world bids me beware of his art:

I do what I can:

But he has taken such hold of my heart,

I doubt he's the man!

So sweet are his kisses, his looks are so kind,

He may have his faults, but if none I can find,

Who can do more than they can,

He,still is the man.