MATRIMONY. Cloe, coquet and debon—air, Haughty, flatter'd, vain, and — fair; No longer obstinately — coy, Let loose her soul to dreams of — joy. She took the husband to her — arms, Resign'd her freedom and her — charms; Grew tame, and passive to his — will, And bid her eyes forbear to — kill. But mighty happy still at — heart, Nor room was there for pain, or — smart. At length she found the name of — wife Was but another word for — strife. That cheek, which late out-blush'd the — rose, Now with unwonted fury — glows. Those tender words, "my dear, I — die," The moving tear, and melting — sigh, Were now exchang'd for something — new, And feign'd emotions yeild to — true. Reproach, debate, and loss of — fame, Intrigues, diseases, duns, and — shame. No single fault He strives to — hide; Madam has virtue, therefore — pride. Thus both resent, while neither — spares, And curse, but cannot break their — snares.