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.

Wherefore they are no more twain, but one flesh. What therefore
God hath joined together, let not man put read more

Wherefore they are no more twain, but one flesh. What therefore
God hath joined together, let not man put asunder.

He that hath a wife and children hath given hostages to fortune;
for they are impediments to great enterprises, read more

He that hath a wife and children hath given hostages to fortune;
for they are impediments to great enterprises, either of virtue
or mischief.

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

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

For talk six times with the same single lady,
And you may get the wedding dress ready.

For talk six times with the same single lady,
And you may get the wedding dress ready.

For years [my wedding ring] has done its job. It has led me not
into temptation. It has reminded read more

For years [my wedding ring] has done its job. It has led me not
into temptation. It has reminded my husband numerous times at
parties that it's time to go home. It has been a source of
relief to a dinner companion. It has been a status symbol in the
maternity ward.

Man and wife,
Coupled together for the sake of strife.

Man and wife,
Coupled together for the sake of strife.

We've been together now for forty years,
An' it don't seem a day too much;
There ain't read more

We've been together now for forty years,
An' it don't seem a day too much;
There ain't a lady livin' in the land
As I'd swop for my dear old Dutch.

To sit, happy married lovers; Phillis trifling with a plover's
Egg, while Corydon uncovers with a grace the Sally read more

To sit, happy married lovers; Phillis trifling with a plover's
Egg, while Corydon uncovers with a grace the Sally Lunn,
Or dissects the luck pheasant--that, I think, were passing
pleasant
As I sit along at present, dreaming darkly of a dun.