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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416405" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Virtue and Vice</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">SHE was so good, and he was so bad<br>A very pretty time they had!<br>A pretty time, and it lasted long:<br>Which of the two was more in the wrong?<br>He befouled in the slough of sin;<br>Or she whose piety pushed him in?<br>He found her yet more cold and staid<br>As wedded wife than courted maid:<br>She filled their home with freezing gloom;<br>He felt it dismal as a tomb:<br>Her steadfast mind disdained his toys<br>Of worldly pleasures, carnal joys;<br>Her heart firm-set on things above<br>Was frigid to his earthly love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So he came staggering home at night;<br>Where she sat chilling, chaste, and white:<br>She smiled a scornful virtuous smile,<br>He flung good books with curses vile.<br>Fresh with the early morn she rose,<br>While he yet lay in a feverish doze:<br>She prayed for blessings from the Throne,<br>He called for “a hair of the dog” with a groan:<br>She blessed God for her strength to bear<br>The heavy load,—he ’gan to swear:<br>She sighed, would Heaven, ere yet too late,<br>Bring him to see his awful state!<br>The charity thus sweetly pressed<br>Made him rage like one possessed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So she grew holier day by day,<br>While he grew all the other way.<br>She left him: she had done her part<br>To wean from sin his sinful heart,<br>But all in vain; her presence might<br>Make him a murderer some mad night.<br>Her family took her back, pure saint,<br>Serene in soul, above complaint:<br>The narrow path she strictly trod,<br>And went in triumph home to God:<br>While he into the Union fell,<br>Our halfway house on the road to Hell.<br>With which would you rather pass your life<br>The wicked husband or saintly wife?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Thomson">James Thomson</a><div class=q>
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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
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