Of mortal, marry, drain from froth to lees
"The bitter draught, then see if thou escape
Concluding, with men sorrowful and sage,
A Bad Wife's strength Death's self in vain would ape!"
How Satan entered on his pilgrimage,
Conformed himself to earthly ordinance,
Wived and played husband well from youth to age
Intrepidly—I leave untold, advance
Through many a married year until I reach
A day when—of his father's countenance