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Signs of remorse, while thus his spouse he cheer'd :
Madam, 'tis past, and my short anger o'er! Come down, and vex your tender heart no more: Excuse me, dear, if aught amiss was said, For, on my soul, amends shall soon be made : Let my repentance your forgiveness draw; By heaven, I swore but what I thought I saw.”
lov'd lord ! 'twas much unkind (she
cried) On bare suspicion thus to treat your bride. But till your sight's establish’d, for a while Imperfect objects may your sense beguile. Thus, when from sleep we first our eyes display, The balls are wounded with the piercing ray, And dusky vapours rise, and intercept the day; So just recovering from the shades of night, Your swimming eyes are drunk with sudden light, Strange phantoms dance around, and skim before
Then, sir, be cautious, nor too rashly deem; Heaven knows how seldom things are what they
seem! Consult your reason,
you soon shall find 'Twas you were jealous, not your wife unkind : Jove ne'er spoke oracle more true than this, None judge so wrong as those who think amiss.”
With that she leap'd into her lord's embrace, With well dissembled virtue in her face. He hugg'd her close, and kiss'd her o'er and o'er, Disturbid with doubts and jealousies no more :
Both, pleas'd and bless'd, renew'd their mutual
A fruitful wife, and a believing spouse.
Thus ends our tale, whose moral next to make : Let all wise husbands hence example take; And pray, to crown the pleasure of their lives, To be so well deluded by their wives.
Behold the woes of matrimonial life,
Christ saw a wedding once, the Scripture says, And saw but one, 'tis thought, in all his days ; Whence some infer, whose conscience is too nice, No pious Christian ought to marry twice.
But let them read, and solve me if they can, The words address'd to the Samaritan; Five times in lawful wedlock she was join'd, And sure the certain stint was ne'er defin'd.
• Increase and multiply' was heaven's command,
Paul, knowing one could never serve our turn, Declar'd 'twas better far to wed than burn. There's danger in assembling fire and tow; I grant 'em that; and what it means you know. The same apostle, too, has elsewhere own'd No precept for virginity he found: 'Tis but a counsel and we women still Take which we like, the counsel or our will.
I envy not their bliss, if he or she
every man's oblig'd to sell his store,
many a saint, since first the world began,
Liv'd an unspotted maid in spite of man :
Know then, of those five husbands I have had,
mine, The rest without much loss I could resign: Sure to be lov'd, I took no pains to please, Yet had more pleasure far than they had ease.
Presents flow'd in apace : with showers of gold They made their court, like Jupiter of old : If I but smil'd, a sudden youth they found, And a new palsy seiz’d them when I frown'd.
Ye sovereign wives! give ear, and understand: Thus shall ye speak, and exercise command; For never was it given to mortal man To lie so boldly as we women can: Forswear the fact, though seen with both his eyes, And call your maids to witness how he lies.
Hark, old Sir Paul! ('twas thus I us’d to say) Whence is our neighbour's wife so rich and gay?
Treated, caress’d, where'er she's pleas’d to roam-
If poor (you say), she drains her husband's purse:
Horses (thou say'st) and asses men may try,