I'm going to go out on a limb here and select one of his lesser known works - The Tyrant Wife
Curs'd be the man, the poorest wretch in life,
The crouching vassal to the tyrant wife!
Who has no will but by her high permission;
Who has not sixpence but in her possession;
Who must to her his dear friend's secret tell;
Who dreads a curtain lecture worse than hell!
Were such a 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.
It's so vivid you can just picture the situation.
Brian
In a democracy it's your vote that counts; in feudalism, it's your Count that votes.
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