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He that hath a wife and children hath given hostages to fortune;
for they are impediments to great enterprises, read more
He that hath a wife and children hath given hostages to fortune;
for they are impediments to great enterprises, either of virtue
or mischief.
'Cause grace and virtue are within
Prohibited degrees of kin;
And therefore no true saint allows,
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'Cause grace and virtue are within
Prohibited degrees of kin;
And therefore no true saint allows,
They shall be suffer'd to espouse.
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.
To have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse,
for richer, for poorer, in sickness, read more
To have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse,
for richer, for poorer, in sickness, and in health, to love and
to cherish, till death us do part.
And Adam said, This is the bone of my bones, and flesh of my
flesh: she shall be called read more
And Adam said, This is the bone of my bones, and flesh of my
flesh: she shall be called Woman, because she was taken out of
Man.
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.
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.
There was no great disparity of years,
Though much in temper; but they never clash'd,
They moved read more
There was no great disparity of years,
Though much in temper; but they never clash'd,
They moved like stars united in their spheres,
Or like the Rhone by Leman's waters wash'd,
Where mingled and yet separate appears
The river from the lake, all bluely dash'd
Through the serene and placid glassy deep,
Which fain would lull its river-child to sleep.
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.