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.

Cursed be the man, the poorest wretch in life,
The crouching vassal, to the tyrant wife,
Who read more

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.

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.

He that said it was not good for man to be alone, placed the
celibate amongst the inferior states read more

He that said it was not good for man to be alone, placed the
celibate amongst the inferior states of perfection.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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

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