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For the MORNING PODST. PARADOX VIIl. That the kindest Women are the most cruel; addressed to the Fair Sex. Lapirs, or paradox, by an introduction of parti culars, will appear an undoubted truth, in spite of all your crocodile fears, and pretence to God nature. If, like your Amazonian predecessors, who gambled about the world, and carried slaughter and destruction wherever they went, you were cruel only to your enemie, I should not condemn al; but when you level your barbarity at your Left friends you are inescalable, and that you do is evident, for the kinder you age the more crags you become. You outdo the very crocodile, who is said to weep over his prey ; for you kill failing, and distroy embracing, ibe the tyragus daughter, as he called her, which was an engine dressed up like a beautiful woman, to whom he led those he wihed to be rid of,, who advancing to salute her, she immediately closed her arms and crushed them to death. [In the disguise of Love and Friendship you @rill us to death, and murder us as they say witches do, by turning us into pincushions, and sticking us all over with pins and needles. When you have once metamorphosed a man into that Rée you call a lover, you clap a broom-stick behind him and swisch him through thick and shin in all your aerial journies, those unaccounta ble jaunts and endless avtid-goose chacrs of your own capricious humours. A famous doctor is of opinion, that spirits, they separate, have a plastic power over matter, and can mould a body into whatever form or shape they pleases for example, a man into an ass , a woman into a snake or cat, or any other mischie vous creature; but whether this be true or not, its certain you can make us what you please. Many a poor lover’s neck have you drawn out, till by virtue of a loosening plailer of hemp, it has been as long as the glutton wished his own ; much o fener have you drawn his ears to that pro digious length, that Midas was a mere wrong head to him. At one time you threw his face into a thousand antic forms; at another, his whole body, which looks a squint, when you have once overlooked him, as much as those eyes which did it. His chop falls, he hears with his mouth, and only eats with his eyes; his hands dangle, if they don’t happen to fall cross one another ; in a word, you steal him from himself, and leave a perfect changeling in his room. And when done, you triumph in it. Now, if you can be any way more brutally cruel than this (pretending even to be most kind), I must own your sex has one reserve of mischief, with which I was never yet ac quainted. NOBODY
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Morning Post and Daily Advertiser
London, Middlesex, GB
Fri, Sep 20, 1782
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