It is well within the order of things
That man should listen when his mate sings;
But the true male never yet walked
Who liked to listen when his mate talked.

I desire Virtue, though I love her not-
I have no faith in her when she is got:
I fear that she will bind and make me slave
And send me songless to the sullen grave.

It is well within the order of things that man should listen when his mate sings; but the true male never yet walked who liked to listen when his mate talked.

The fight ended. For both was victory. For both there was defeat.

The true male never yet walked Who liked to listen when his mate talked

Kinder the enemy who must malign us Than the smug friend who will define us