A pretie Epigram of a Scholler, that hauing read Vergils Aeneidos, maried a curst Wyfe

A Schollar skillde in Vergils Verse
and reading of his booke
(Arma virum que ) that begins,
was caught in Cupids booke.
At length to mariage flat he fell,
when wedding day was doon,
To play hir prancks, and bob the Foole
the shrowish Wife begoon.
The Husband daylie felt the fistes
and buffers of his Wife:
Vntill at last he thus began
to plaine of painefull life.
(Oh Caitiffe mée) the Schollar cryde
well worthy of this wo,
For Arma I Virum que read
in Vergill long ago:
Yet could not sée to scape the plague
whereof the Poet spake.
No doubt that Noble Poet for
a Prophet I will take.
For Arma now Virum que I
both day and night sustaine
At home, I néede not runne to Schoole,
to reade the Verse againe.
Would (Virum) were away, and then
let (Arma) doe their wurst:
But when I matcht with such a shrew
I think I was accurst.