(a sonnet I considered writing extensively about, until I found out it was way to obvious and didn't really give way to decent discussion--at least not the type required for my forthcoming paper)
A Married State
A married state affords but little ease
The best of husbands are so hard to please.
This in wives' careful faces you may spell
Through they dissemble their misfortunes well.
A virgin state is crowned with much content;
It's always happy as it's innocent.
No blustering husbands to create your fears;
No pangs of childbirth to extort your tears;
No children's cries for to offend your ears;
Few worldly crosses to distract your prayers;
Thus are you freed from all the cares that do
Attend on matrimony and a husband too.
Therefore, Madam, be advised by me
Turn, turn apostate to love's levity,
Suppress wild nature if she dare rebel.
There's no such thing as leading apes in hell.