A Wife

Lord Erskine, at women presuming to rail,
Calls a wife " a tin canister tied to one's tail; "
And fair Lady Anne, while the subject he carries on,
Seems hurt at his Lordship's degrading comparison.
But wherefore degrading? consider'd aright,
A canister's useful, and polish'd, and bright:
And should dirt its original purity hide,
That's the fault of the puppy to whom it is tied.
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