Thus by sharp Usage and keeping her low,
He had the fortune to Conquer the Shrow.
After some time, he came to see his Wife at last,
When she begg'd pardon for all that was past;
Saying, her Fits for evermore she would refrain,
If he'd be pleas'd to receive her again;
My former Follies I pray now forgive,
Ile ne'r offend you no more while I live:
Then in much love they both homeward did go
Thus has he made a sweet Wife of a Shrow.