He.

What can a man do when a woman's perverse,
And determined to have her own way?

She.

At the altar you took me for better or worse:
Am I worse than you took me for--say,
Silly elf?--
Am I worse than you took me for, say?

He.

For an angel I took you in beauty and worth--
The PRIEST a mere woman has given!

She.

A MAN would prefer a true woman on earth,
To all the bright angels in heaven--
Silly elf!--
To all the bright angels in heaven!

He.

You are ever ready my feelings to hurt
At the veriest trifle, of course.

She.

Forgetting a button to sew on your shirt
You deem a good ground for divorce--
Silly elf!--
You deem a good ground for divorce!

He.

Well, marriage a lottery is, and a blank
Some men surely draw all their lives.

She.

Such fellows as you, sir, themselves have to thank;
Good husbands make always good wives--
Silly elf!--
GOOD HUSBANDS MAKE ALWAYS GOOD WIVES!