They erred, as agèd men will do; but by
And by we’ll talk of that; and if we don’t,
’Twill be because our notion is not high
Of politicians and their double front,
Who live by lies, yet dare not boldly lie:—
Now what I love in women is, they won’t
Or can’t do otherwise than lie—but do it
So well, the very Truth seems falsehood to it.