Grounds for Divorce.

By George Pope Morris

What can a man do when a woman's perverse,

And determined to have her own way?

At the altar you took me for better or worse:

Am I worse than you took me for — say,

Silly elf?—

Am I worse than you took me for, say?

For an angel I took you in beauty and worth —

The PRIEST a mere woman has given!

A MAN would prefer a true woman on earth,

To all the bright angels in heaven —

Silly elf!—

To all the bright angels in heaven!

You are ever ready my feelings to hurt

At the veriest trifle, of course.

Forgetting a button to sew on your shirt

You deem a good ground for divorce —

Silly elf!—

You deem a good ground for divorce!

Well, marriage a lottery is, and a blank

Some men surely draw all their lives.