He.
What can a man do when a woman's perverse,
And determined to have her own way?
She.
At the altar you took me for better or worse:
Am I worse than you took me for--say,
Silly elf?--
Am I worse than you took me for, say?
He.
For an angel I took you in beauty and worth--
The PRIEST a mere woman has given!
She.
A MAN would prefer a true woman on earth,
To all the bright angels in heaven--
Silly elf!--
To all the bright angels in heaven!
He.
You are ever ready my feelings to hurt
At the veriest trifle, of course.
She.
Forgetting a button to sew on your shirt
You deem a good ground for divorce--
Silly elf!--
You deem a good ground for divorce!
He.
Well, marriage a lottery is, and a blank
Some men surely draw all their lives.
She.
Such fellows as you, sir, themselves have to thank;
Good husbands make always good wives--
Silly elf!--
GOOD HUSBANDS MAKE ALWAYS GOOD WIVES!