Nothing but heaviness of heart and sorrow. He married her in private on morrow, And all day long stayed hidden like an owl, It was such torture that his wife looked foul. Great was the anguish churning in his head.
"Put right ?" he cried. "that never can be now! Nothing can ever be put right again! Youre old, and so abominably plan, so poor to start with, so low-bred to follow; its little wonder if I twist and wallow!
"You make the choice yourself, for the provision of what may be agreeable and rich in honor to us both, I don't care which; whatever pleases you suffices me."
"You have two choices; which one will you try?"
"Lo, she was young and lovely, rich in charms."
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