ABSTRACT
Why are thy Chests all lockt? On what Design? Are not thy Worldly Goods and Treasure mine? 125 Sir, I'm no Fool: Nor shall you, by St. John, Have Goods and Body to your self alone. One you shall quit-in spight of both your EyesI heed not, I, the Bolts, the Locks, the Spies. If you had Wit, you'd say, 'Go where you will, 130 Dear Spouse, I credit not the Tales they tell. T2ke all the Freedoms of a married Life; I know thee for a virtuous, faithful Wife.'
