If thou wert not so always coy,
Ne'er listening to my plea,
But when I, fool! my cash employ
To bring thee sweets, or some fine toy,
I would marry thee.
If thou must not instructions wait,
As may mamma agree,
To write or speak to me, or state
When thou wilt meet me at the gate,
I would marry thee.
If 't were not when to dine, the most
Thy meagre soup bouillie
Thou givest, as many airs thou show'st,
As Roderic at the hanging-post,
I would marry thee.
If for my punishment instead
Of case and quiet, we
Might not three hungry brothers dread,
And mother too, to keep when wed,
I would marry thee.
If 't were not when these plagues combine
With thy tears flowing free,
The virtues of a heavenly sign
I see must solace me, not thine,
I would marry thee.
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