That could the cares of life fulfil,
And ev’ry idle wish controul.
Though pride should never touch her breast,
Nor sighs to mingle with the gay;
I’d have her always neatly dress’d,
And thus her person best display.
To such a wife I could disclose
The inmost secrets of my heart;
Each trifling project, as it rose,
And ev’ry growing wish impart.