With ease resign’d the honours not her due:
Well pleased she saw that men her board would grace,
And wish’d not there to see a female face;
When by her lover she his spouse was styled,
Polite she thought it, and demurely smiled;
But when he wanted wives and maidens round
So to regard her, she grew grave and frown’d;
And sometimes whisper’d - “Why should you respect
These people’s notions, yet their forms reject?”
Gwyn, though from marriage bond and fetter free,