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THE MORAL.
TO get a husband, rich, gentle, and gay
Of humour sweet, sometime to stay
Is natural enough 'tis true;
But then to wait an hundred years,
And all the while asleep, appears
A thing intirely new.
Now at this time of day,
Not one in all the sex we see,
To sleep with such sound tranquility,
But yet this Fable seems to let us know,
That very often Hymen's bliss is sweet,
Although some tedious obstacles they meet,
Which makes us for them a long while to stay
And not less happy for approaching slow,
And that we nothing lose by such delay.
But warm'd by nature's lambent fires,
The sex so ardently aspires,
Of this blest state the sacred joys to embrace.
And with each earnest heart pursue 'em,
I've not the will I must confess,
Nor yet the power or fine address,
To preach this Moral to 'em.
