Matrimonium

WHO loueth best, to liue in Hymens bandes,
And better likes, the carefull married state,
May here behold, how Matrimonie standes,
In woodden stocks, repenting him too late:
The servile yoake, his neck, and shoulder weares,
And in his hand, the fruitefull Quince he beares.

The stocks doe shew, his want of libertie,
Not as he woont, to wander where he list:
The yoke's an ensigne of servilitie:
The fruitefullnes, the Quince within his fist,
Of wedlock tells, which SOLON did present,
T'Athenian Brides, the day to Church they went.