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was so good, and he was so bad: A very pretty time they had! A pretty time, and it lasted long: Which of the two was more in the wrong? He befouled in the slough of sin; Or she whose piety pushed him in? He found her yet more cold and staid As wedded wife than courted maid: She filled their home with freezing gloom; He felt it dismal as a tomb: Her steadfast mind disdained his toys Of worldly pleasures, carnal joys; Her heart firm-set on things above Was frigid to his earthly love.

So he came staggering home at night; Where she sat chilling, chaste, and white: