Poem by Matthew Prior

Wives by the Dozen

O Death how thou spoil'st the best project of life,
Said Gabriel, who still as he bury'd one wife,
For the sake of her family married her cousin;
And thus in an honest collateral line
He still married on till his number was nine,
Full sorry to die till he made up his dozen. 

1. Cloe Jealous
2. Upon This Passage In Scaligeriana
3. If Wine and Music Have the Power
4. On a Fart - Let in the House of Commons
5. Phyllis's Age

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