The Fifteen Comforts of Matrimony: Responses from Men

I here agree with this, my Rhiming Foe, And own 'tis Folly when the Case is so; For whatsoe'er the cunning Jilt pretend To her Old Husband, yet she'll have Her Friend; She'll coax the Dotard when his Bags are full, Yet even then graft Horns upon his Skull, Makes him a Beggar to enrich her Cull: She seems most fond, till she gets all the Pence, And then with Bag and Baggage marches thence; She leaves the Fool without one single Cross, To sit, lamenting for his fatal Loss.

Answer to the Sixth Mock Comfort.

But here I differ from the Poet's Thought, Who says, A Scold as even good for nought; For, like Job's Wife, she will Man's Patience try, And bring Repentance too, before he die: Then who'd live single, if a Scolding Wife Works such great Wonders in a Husband's Life?

Answer to the Seventh Mock Comfort.

No modest Woman will disdain her Spouse, Because he seldom