The Bab Ballads by Sir W. S. (William Schwenck) Gilbert
page 66 of 143 (46%)
page 66 of 143 (46%)
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Was half so dear as CAPTAIN BAGG.
Now, CAPTAIN BAGG had bowed him to A heavy matrimonial yoke-- His wifey had of faults a few-- She never could resist a joke. Her chaff at first he meekly bore, Till unendurable it grew. "To stop this persecution sore I will consult my friend CAREW. "And when CAREW'S advice I've got, Divorce a mensa I shall try." (A legal separation--not A vinculo conjugii.) "Oh, BAINES CAREW, my woe I've kept A secret hitherto, you know;"-- (And BAINES CAREW, ESQUIRE, he wept To hear that BAGG HAD any woe.) "My case, indeed, is passing sad. My wife--whom I considered true-- With brutal conduct drives me mad." "I am appalled," said BAINES CAREW. "What! sound the matrimonial knell Of worthy people such as these! Why was I an attorney? Well-- |
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