Did I for this the power of magic prove? Unhappy wife, whofe crime was too much love! 765 'Tis ftruggling with a vengeance (quoth the Knight) So Heaven preferve the fight it has restor'd, As with these eyes I plainly faw thee whor'd; Whor'd by my flave-perfidious wretch! may hell 770 Guard me, good Angels! cry'd the gentle May, 775 By all those powers, fome frenzy feiz'd your mind (Reply'd the dame): are these the thanks I find? Wretch that I am, that e'er I was fo kind! And, as they fell, fhe wip'd from either eye The drops (for women, when they lift, can ery). 785 The Knight was touch'd, and in his looks appear'd Signs of remorfe, while thus his spouse he chear'd: Madam, 'tis paft, and my fhort anger o'er; Come down, and vex your tender heart no more: 790 Let Let my repentance your forgiveness draw, By Heaven, I fwore but what I thought I saw. Ah, my lov'd lord! 'twas much unkind (the cry'd) On bare fufpicion thus to treat your bride. 800 But, till your fight's establish'd, for a while, Then, Sir, be cautious, nor too rafhly deem; 805 Heaven knows how seldom things are what they seem! Confult your reason, and you soon shall find 'Twas you were jealous, not your wife unkind : Jove ne'er spoke oracle more true than this, None judge fo wrong as those who think amifs. He hugg'd her close, and kiss'd her o'er and o'er, 810 Both, pleas'd and bless'd, renew'd their mutual vows, A fruitful wife, and a believing spouse. Thus ends our tale; whofe moral next to make, Let all wife husbands hence example take; And pray, to crown the pleasure of their lives, 820 THE THE WIFE OF BATH B HER PROLOGUE, FROM CHAUCER. EHOLD the woes of matrimonial life, I was myself the fcourge that caus'd the fiart; Chrift faw a wedding once, the Scripture fays, But let them read, and folve me, if they can, The words addrefs'd to the Samaritan: Five times in lawful wedlock fhe was join'd; And fure the certain ftint was ne'er defin'd. 15 "Encrease and multiply," was Heaven's command, And that's a text I clearly understand. This too, "Let men their fires and mothers leave, And to their dearer wives for ever cleave." 20 More More wives than one by Solomon were try'd, Paul, knowing one could never ferve our turn, 30 I grant them that, and what it means you know. No precept for Virginity he found 'Tis but a counfel-and we women still Take which we like, the counfel, or our will. 35 I envy not their blifs, if he or she Think fit to live in perfect chastity; Pure let them be, and free from taint of vice; I, for a few flight spots, am not so nice; Not every man's oblig'd to fell his store, 40 45 Full many a Saint, fince firft the world began, Liv'd an unspotted Maid, in fpite of man: Let fuch (a-God's name) with fine wheat be fed, For me, I'll keep the poft affign'd by heaven, 50 Let Let my good spouse pay tribute, do me right, Know then, of thofe five husbands I have had, 55 But fince their wealth (the best they had) was mine, 60 Sure to be lov'd, I took no pains to please, Prefents flow'd in apace: with fhowers of gold, Ye fovereign wives! give ear and understand, Forfwear the fact, though feen with both his eyes, Hark, old Sir Paul! ('twas thus I us'd to fay) Lord! how you fwell, and VOL. I. 65 70 75 80 rage like any fiend! |