O Death how thou spoil'st the best project of life,
Said Gabriel, who still as he bury'd one wife,
For the sake of her family married her cousin;
And thus in an honest collateral line
He still married on till his number was nine,
Full sorry to die till he made up his dozen.
Wives By The Dozen
Matthew Prior
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Poem topics: death, family, life, sorry, wife, sake, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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