A Pretty Wife Is Something For The

I Thought That The Light-house Looked Lovely As Hope, That Star On Life's Tremulous Ocean.

Come O'er The Sea, Maiden With Me, Mine Through The Sunshine, Storms And Snows; Seasons May Roll, But The True Soul Burns The Same, Where'er It Goes.

A Pretty Wife Is Something For The Fastidious Vanity Of A Roue To Retire Upon.

Like Ships That Have Gone Down At Sea, When Heaven Was All Tranquillity.

It May Help Us, In Those Times Of Trouble, To Remember That Love Is Not Only About Relationship, It Is Also An Affair Of The Soul.