The Wish, By a Young Lady Laetitia Pilkington 1709 – 1750 I ask not wit, nor beauty do I crave,Nor wealth, nor pompous titles wish to have;But since, 'tis doomed through all degrees of life,Whether a daughter, sister, or a wife;That females should the stronger males obey,And yield implicit to their lordly sway;Since this, I say, is ev'ry woman's fate,Give me a mind to suit my slavish state.