Quote by John Gay

Can you support the expense of a husband, hussy, in gaming, drinking and whoring? Have you money enough to carry on the daily quarrels of man and wife about who shall squander most?


Can you support the expense of a husband, hussy, in gaming,

Summary

The quote is a sarcastic remark that questions a person's ability to financially support a spouse who engages in excessive and immoral behaviors like gambling, drinking, and engaging in extramarital affairs. It suggests that such destructive habits would lead to daily arguments about who can waste more money, highlighting the negative consequences of engaging in such activities and the strain they can put on a relationship.

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Marriage
By John Gay
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