You Dull Ass Will Not Mend His

To Be Once In Doubt Is Once To Be Resolved.

Thy Husband Is Thy Lord, Thy Life, Thy Keeper, Thy Head, Thy Sovereign; One That Cares For Thee, And For Thy Maintenance Commits His Body To Painful Labour Both By Sea And Land, To Watch The Night In Storms, The Day In Cold, Whilst Thou Liest Warm At Home, Secure And Safe; And Craves No Other Tribute At Thy Hands But Love, Fair Looks And True Obedience; Too Little Payment For So Great A Debt.

Hung Be The Heavens With Black! Yield, Day, To Night!

For I Can Raise No Money By Vile Means.

Such Is My Love, To Thee I So Belong, That For Thy Right Myself Will Bear All Wrong.