Sketches New and Old


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even the illustrious mother of all mankind herself as a 'lady,' but  
speaks of her as a woman. [Laughter.] It is odd, but you will find it is  
so. I am peculiarly proud of this honor, because I think that the toast  
to women is one which, by right and by every rule of gallantry, should  
take precedence of all others--of the army, of the navy, of even royalty  
itself--perhaps, though the latter is not necessary in this day and in  
this land, for the reason that, tacitly, you do drink a broad general  
health to all good women when you drink the health of the Queen of  
England and the Princess of Wales. [Loud cheers.] I have in mind a poem  
just now which is familiar to you all, familiar to everybody. And what  
an inspiration that was (and how instantly the present toast recalls the  
verses to all our minds) when the most noble, the most gracious, the  
purest, and sweetest of all poets says:  
"Woman! O woman!--er--  
Wom--"  
[Laughter.] However, you remember the lines; and you remember how  
feelingly, how daintily, how almost imperceptibly the verses raise up  
before you, feature by feature, the ideal of a true and perfect woman;  
and how, as you contemplate the finished marvel, your homage grows into  
worship of the intellect that could create so fair a thing out of mere  
breath, mere words. And you call to mind now, as I speak, how the poet,  
with stern fidelity to the history of all humanity, delivers this  
beautiful child of his heart and his brain over to the trials and sorrows  
that must come to all, sooner or later, that abide in the earth, and how  
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