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Rondeau.
Thou Fool! if madness be so rise,
That, spight of wit, thou'lt have a Wife,
I'll tell thee what thou must expect,
After the Honey-Moon neglect,
All the sad days of thy whole Life:
That, spight of wit, thou'lt have a Wife,
I'll tell thee what thou must expect,
After the Honey-Moon neglect,
All the sad days of thy whole Life:
To that a World of Woe and Strife,
Which is of Marriage the effect,
And thou thy woe's own Architect,
Thou Fool!
Thou'lt nothing find but disrespect,
Ill words i'th' scolding Dialect,
For she'll all Tabor be, or Fife;
Then prythee go and whet thy Knife,
And from this Fate thy self protect,
Thou Fool!
Which is of Marriage the effect,
And thou thy woe's own Architect,
Thou Fool!
Thou'lt nothing find but disrespect,
Ill words i'th' scolding Dialect,
For she'll all Tabor be, or Fife;
Then prythee go and whet thy Knife,
And from this Fate thy self protect,
Thou Fool!
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