Here you will find the Poem Woman of poet Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Give us that grand word `woman? once again, And let?s have done with `lady?: one?s a term Full of fine force, strong, beautiful, and firm, Fit for the noblest use of tongue or pen; And one?s a word for lackeys. One suggests The Mother, Wife, and Sister! One the dame Whose costly robe, mayhap, gives her the name, One word upon its own strength leans and rests; The other minces tiptoe. Who would be The perfect woman must grow brave of heart And broad of soul to play her troubled part Well in life?s drama. While each day we see The `perfect lady? skilled in what to do And what to say, grace in each tone and act (`Tis taught in schools, but needs some native tact) , Yet narrow in her mind as in her shoe. Give the first place then to the nobler phrase, And leave the lesser word for lesser praise.