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Now just attend to me,

Married men of all degree,

While I tell you the vicissitudes of life,

There’s nothing, understand,

Half so pleasing to a man,

As a good temper’d, kind, and loving wife.

She is always at her work,

Tho’ sometimes used like a Turk;

Here and everywhere compelled she has to run;

While a man can banish care,

Drown sorrow and dull care,

A woman never knows when her day’s work’s done.