The Henpecked Husband

  the henpecked husband
  curs'd be the man, the poorest wretch in life,
  the crouching vassal to a tyrant wife!
  who has no will but by her high permission,
  who has not sixpence but in her possession;
  who must to he, his dear friend's secrets tell,
  who dreads a curtain lecture worse than hell.
  were such the 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.