To go to matins every day;
He jogg’d his Bride, as soon as it was light,
Crying, “my dear, ’tis time for us to pray.”—
This custom he establish’d, very soon,
After his honey-moon.
Wives of this age might think his zeal surprising;
But much his pious lady did it please,
To see her Husband, every morning, rising,
And going, instantly, upon his knees.