Thais, her teeth are black and naught,
Lucania’s white are grown:
But what’s the reason? These are bought,
The other wears her own.
The disappointed Husband.
Mulieri ne crede, ne mortuæ quidem.
A scolding wife so long a sleep possessed,
Her spouse presumed her soul was now at rest.
Sable was called to hang the room in black;
And all their cheer was sugar-rolls and sack.