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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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.
'Cause grace and virtue are within
Prohibited degrees of kin;
And therefore no true saint allows,
read more
'Cause grace and virtue are within
Prohibited degrees of kin;
And therefore no true saint allows,
They shall be suffer'd to espouse.
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.
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.
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.
Man and wife,
Coupled together for the sake of strife.
Man and wife,
Coupled together for the sake of strife.
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.
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.
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.
