Would you enjoy foft nights and folid dinners ?
Faith, gallants, board with faints, and bed with finners.
Well, if our Author in the Wife offends,
He has a Husband that will make amends :
He draws him gentle, tender, and forgiving,
And fure fuch kind, good creatures may be living..
In days of old, they pardon'd breach of vows,
Stern'd Cato's felf was no relentless spouse:
Plu -Plutarch, what's his name, that writes his life? Tells us, that Cato dearly lov'd his Wife:
Yet if a friend, a night or so, should need her,
He'd recommend her as a special breeder.
To lend a wife, few here would fcruple make,
But, pray, which of you all would take her back?
Tho' with the Stoic Chief our stage may ring,
The Stoic Husband was the glorious thing.
The man had courage, was a fage, 'tis true,
And lov'd his country-but what's that to you?
Those strange examples ne'er were made to fit ye,
But the kind cuckold might inftruct the City:
There, many an honeft man might copy Cato,
Who ne'er faw naked fword, or look'd in Plato.
If, after all, you think it a disgrace,
That Edward's Mifs thus perks it in your face;
To fee a piece of failing flesh and blood,
In all the rest so impudently good;
Faith, let the modelt Matrons of the town
Come here in crouds, and ftare the ftrumpet down.