But husband and children did’nt pay.
He wasn’t the prize she hoped to draw
And would’nt live with his mother-in-law.
And oft when she had to coax and pout
In order to get him to take her out,
She thought how very attentive and bright
He seemed at the party that winter’s night.
Of his laugh as soft as a breeze of the south
(’Twas now on the other side of his mouth);
How he praised her dress, and gems, in his talk