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Henry: What in all in heaven could've her to go,
After such a triumph as the
What depressed her;
What could've possessed
I cannot the wretch at all.

are irrational, that's all there is to that!
Their heads are of cotton, hay, and rags!
They're but exasperating, irritating,
vacillating, calculating, agitating,
Maddening and hags!
[To
Pickering, why a woman be more like a man?

Pickering: I beg pardon?

Yes...
Why can't a woman be more a man?
Men are so honest, so thoroughly
noble, historically fair;
Who, when you win, will give your back a pat.
Why can't a woman be like

Why does do what the others do?
Can't a woman learn to use her
Why do they do their mothers do?
Why don't they grow up- well, like father instead?
Why can't a woman take a man?
Men are so pleasant, so to please;
Wherever with them, you're always at ease.

you be slighted if I didn't speak for hours?

Of not!

Would you be if I had a drink or two?

Nonsense.

Would you be wounded if I sent you flowers?

Never.

Well, why can't a be like you?

One man in a million may a bit.
Now and then one with slight defects;
One, perhaps, whose truthfulness you a bit.
But by and large we are a sex!
Why can't a woman after man?
men are so friendly, good-natured and kind.
A companion you never will find.
If I were late for dinner, would you bellow?

Of not!

If I your silly birthday, would you fuss?

Nonsense.

Would you complain if I took out another

Never.

Well, why can't a woman be us?

[To Mrs.
Mrs. Pearce, a woman...
Why can't a woman be more like a
Men are so decent, regular chaps.
Ready to help you any mishaps.
Ready to you up whenever you are glum.
Why can't a woman be a
Why is thinking something never do?
Why is logic even tried?
Straightening up their hair is all ever do.
Why don't they up the mess that's inside?
Why can't a woman behave like a
If I was a who'd been to a ball,
hailed as a princess by one and by all;
Would I start weeping like a overflowing?
And carry on as if my home were in a
Would I run off and never tell me where I'm
Why a woman be like me?