Death Hath A Thousand Doors

But Married Once, A Man Is Stak'd Or Pown'd, And Cannot Graze Beyond His Own Hedge.

If You Like Not Hanging, Drown Yourself; Take Some Course For Your Reputation.

Thou Art Figured Blind, And Yet We Borrow Our Best Sight From Thee.

What Pity 'tis, One That Can Speak So Well, Should In His Actions Be So Ill!

And, To All Married Men, Be This A Caution, Which They Should Duly Tender As Their Life, Neither To Doat Too Much, Nor Doubt A Wife.