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You give your wife too unkind a cause of grief, An ’twere to me I should be mad at it.
January 18, 2025
I gave my love a ring, and made him swear Never to part with it.
January 18, 2025
You were to blame,—I must be plain with you,—To part so slightly with your wife’s first gift.
January 18, 2025
Peace! How the moon sleeps with Endymion, And would not be awak’d!
January 18, 2025
Let me give light, but let me not be light, For a light wife doth make a heavy husband.
January 18, 2025
Nothing is good, I see, without respect.
January 18, 2025
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