Al. I should admire at it, if those that live so sweetly, could ever be able to grow old.
Mu. You say very right, for it is rather a Maturity, than an old Age.
Al. But I have known a great many, to whom these kind Words have been chang'd into the quite contrary, in less than three Months Time; and instead of pleasant Jests at Table, Dishes and Trenchers have flown about. The Husband, instead of my dear Soul, has been call'd Blockhead, Toss-Pot, Swill-Tub; and the Wife, Sow, Fool, dirty Drab.
Mu. You say very true; but these Marriages were made when the Graces were out of Humour: But in this Marriage, a Sweetness of Temper will always maintain a mutual Affection.
Al. Indeed you speak of such a happy Marriage as is very seldom seen.
Mu. An uncommon Felicity is due to such uncommon Virtues.
Al. But what! Will the Matrimony be without Juno and Venus?
Mu. Indeed Juno won't be there, she's a scolding Goddess, and is but seldom in a good Humour with her own Jove. Nor indeed, that earthly drunken Venus; but another heavenly one, which makes a Union of Minds.
Al. Then the Marriage you speak of, is like to be a barren one.
Mu. No, by no Means, but rather like to be the most happily fruitful.