A foolish son is the calamity of his father: and the contentions
of a wife are a continual dropping.

A foolish son is the calamity of his father: and the contentions
of a wife are a continual dropping.

Thy wife is a constellation of virtues; she's the moon, and thou
art the man in the moon.

Thy wife is a constellation of virtues; she's the moon, and thou
art the man in the moon.

She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the
bread of idleness.

She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the
bread of idleness.

Now voe me I can zing on my business abrode:
Though the storm do beat down on my poll,
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Now voe me I can zing on my business abrode:
Though the storm do beat down on my poll,
There's a wife brighten'd vire at the end of my road,
An' her love, voe the jay o' my soul.

There is trouble with a wife, but it's even worse with a woman who is not a wife

There is trouble with a wife, but it's even worse with a woman who is not a wife

Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life!
The evening beam that smiles the clouds away,
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Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life!
The evening beam that smiles the clouds away,
And tints to-morrow with prophetic ray!

In every mess I find a friend,
In every port a wife.

In every mess I find a friend,
In every port a wife.

In thy face have I seen the eternal.

In thy face have I seen the eternal.

Were such the wife had fallen to my part,
I'd break her spirit, or I'd break her heart.

Were such the wife had fallen to my part,
I'd break her spirit, or I'd break her heart.