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woman's mind lies, it has been argued, in the fact that few 

 women excel in the arts : music, poetry, painting. Surely, 

 it is said, woman ought to excel in these, since they rest so 

 largely on the feelings, and the fact that she does not shows 

 conclusively that she is necessarily inferior in mind. It is 

 perfectly true that we have no woman Shakspeare, "Mozart, or 

 Raphael ; but to suppose that such men succeed without in- 

 tellect is to show a complete ignorance of the meaning of the 

 word. No man can be great as these men were without 

 colossal intellect. Hear what Carlyle says on this head : — 



" Hero, Prophet, Poet, — many different names in different times 

 and places do we give to Great Men ; according to the varieties we 

 note in them, according to the sphere in which they have displayed 

 themselves ! . . . . The Hero can be Poet, Prophet, King, Priest, or 

 what you will, according to the kind of world he find himself born 

 into. I confess I have no notion of a truly great man that could not 

 be all sorts of men. The Poet who could merely sit on a chair and 

 compose stanzas, would never make a stanza worth much. He could 

 not sing the heroic warrior unless he himself were at least a Heroic 

 warrior too. I fancy there is in him the Politician, the Thinker, 

 Legislator, Philosopher ; — in one or the other degree he could have 

 been all these, he is all, all ... . Napoleon has words within 

 him that are like Austerlitz Battles. Louis Fourteenth's Marshals 

 are a kind of poetical men withal ; the things Turenne says are full 

 of sagacity and geniality; like sayings of Samuel Johnson. The 

 great heart, the clear deep-seeing eye : there it lies ; no man what- 

 ever, in what province soever, can prosper at all without these. 

 Petrarch and Boccaccio did diplomatic messages, it seems, quite well : 

 one can easily believe it ; they had done things a little harder than 

 these ! Burns, a gifted song-writer, might have made a still better 

 Mirabeau. Shakespeare, — one knows not what he could not have 

 made, in the supreme degree. 



" True, there are aptitudes of Nature too. Nature does not make 

 all great men, more than all other men in the self-same mould. 

 Varieties of aptitude doubtless ; but infinitely more of circumstance 



( = E) Given your Hero, is he to become Conqueror, King, 



Poet?" &c. &c. 



In considering the differences, mental and physical, between 

 the two sexes — and a knowledge of such difference is very 



