The Henpecked Husband

    the henpecked husband
    curs'd be the man, the poorest wretch in life,
    the crouching vassal to a tyrant wife!
    who has no will but by her high permission,
    who has not sixpence but in her possession;
    who must to he, his dear friend's secrets tell,
    who dreads a curtain lecture worse than hell.
    were such the wife had fallen to my part,
    i'd break her spirit or i'd break her heart;
    i'd charm her with the magic of a switch,
    i'd kiss her maids, and kick the perverse bitch.