Of her weak sex, is woman like the rest:
An idle husband will her money spend, 170
And bring my hard-earn’d savings to an end.”
Far as he dared, his Nephew this way led,
And told his tales of lasses rashly wed,
Told them as matters that “He heard, he knew
Not where,” he said—“they might be false or true:
One must confess that girls are apt to dote
On the bright scarlet of a coxcomb’s coat;
And that with ease a woman they beguile