I know that you can wear a smiling face,
that is no true measure of your inner grace.
Men meeting men take care not to provoke,
And keep their peace, to avoid a fight
That you, less fitted for aggression,
Smooth over, with the sudden light
Of smiling eyes, that turn our minds
to thoughts of beauty, love, delight.
But what if you take off this mask?
And you were just a soul,
naked, without the pretty dress
you wear to outwardly impress?
What is there in a woman’s heart?
Can there be a settled will to love,
can she force her feelings to the good,
If her softness sets her apart?
Sisters, you have much to prove.
There is a beauty written on your body
There is a loveliness that can move
men to see you and admire
you as a form of life that we desire
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