And quickly to his wife in bed he flew,

When he related every thing that passed

Were we, cried he, a hundred years to last,

My lovely dear, we ne'er on earth could find

A man so faithful, and so well inclined.

I'd have him take within our town a wife,

And you and I'll regard him during life.

In that, replied the lady, we agree,

And heartily thereto I pledged will be.

THE HUSBAND-CONFESSOR