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.
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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.
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.
I know you've been married to the same woman for 69 years. That
is marvelous. It must be very read more
I know you've been married to the same woman for 69 years. That
is marvelous. It must be very inexpensive.
House and riches are the inheritance of fathers: and a prudent
wife is from the Lord.
House and riches are the inheritance of fathers: and a prudent
wife is from the Lord.
Oh! how many torments lie in the small circle of a wedding ring.
Oh! how many torments lie in the small circle of a wedding ring.
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.
I'd rather die Maid, and lead apes in Hell
Than wed an inmate of Silenus' Cell.
I'd rather die Maid, and lead apes in Hell
Than wed an inmate of Silenus' Cell.
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 love, cherish, and to obey.
To love, cherish, and to obey.
