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laughed not nor tryfled him as many a woman doth but I
looked rufully and heauyly, for as a glasse (if it be a
true stone) representeth euer ye physnamy of hym that
loketh in it, so lykewyse it becommeth a wedded woman
alway to agre vnto the appetite of her husbande, that
she be not mery when he murneth, nor dysposed to play
when he is sad. And if that at any time he be waiward
shrewshaken, either I pacyfye hym with faire wordes, or
I let hym alone, vntyll the wynd be ouerblowen gyuing
him neuer a word at al, vntil the time come that I may
eyther excuse my faute, or tell hym of hys. In lyke
wyse when he commeth home wel whitled, I gyue hym
gentyll and fayre woordes, so with fayre entreatynge I
gette hym to bed. xantyppa, O careful state of wyues,
when they muste be gladde and fayne to followe their
husbandes mindes, be thei eluyshe, dronken, or doying
what myschiefe they liste. Eula. As whoe saieth this
gentill dealynge serueth not for bothe partyes, for
they spyte of theyr berdes muste suffre many thynges in
our demeanor, yet a time ther is, when in a weighty
matter it is laufull that the wyfe tell the good man
his faute, if that it be matter of substaunce, for at
lyght trifles, it is best to play byll under wynge.
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