And the Lord God said, It is not good that man should be alone; I
will make him an read more

And the Lord God said, It is not good that man should be alone; I
will make him an help meet for him.

Marriage and hanging go by destiny; matches are made in heaven.

Marriage and hanging go by destiny; matches are made in heaven.

He that said it was not good for man to be alone, placed the
celibate amongst the inferior states read more

He that said it was not good for man to be alone, placed the
celibate amongst the inferior states of perfection.

A woman needs a stronger head than her own for counsel--she
should marry.
[Sp., Una muger no tiene.
read more

A woman needs a stronger head than her own for counsel--she
should marry.
[Sp., Una muger no tiene.
Valor para el consejo, y la conviene Casarse.]

No jealousy their dawn of love o'ercast,
Nor blasted were their wedded days with strife;
Each season read more

No jealousy their dawn of love o'ercast,
Nor blasted were their wedded days with strife;
Each season looked delightful as it past,
To the fond husband and the faithful wife.

To have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse,
for richer, for poorer, in sickness, read more

To have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse,
for richer, for poorer, in sickness, and in health, to love and
to cherish, till death us do part.

There was no great disparity of years,
Though much in temper; but they never clash'd,
They moved read more

There was no great disparity of years,
Though much in temper; but they never clash'd,
They moved like stars united in their spheres,
Or like the Rhone by Leman's waters wash'd,
Where mingled and yet separate appears
The river from the lake, all bluely dash'd
Through the serene and placid glassy deep,
Which fain would lull its river-child to sleep.

With this ring I thee wed, with my body I thee worship, and with
all my worldly goods I read more

With this ring I thee wed, with my body I thee worship, and with
all my worldly goods I thee endow.

Cursed be the man, the poorest wretch in life,
The crouching vassal, to the tyrant wife,
Who read more

Cursed be the man, the poorest wretch in life,
The crouching vassal, to the tyrant wife,
Who has no will but by her high permission;
Who has not sixpence but in her possession;
Who must to her his dear friend's secret tell;
Who dreads a curtain lecture worse than hell.
Were such the wife had fallen to my part,
I'd break her spirit or I'd break her heart.