Said he, Madam, pray what mean you!
In my life I'vo never seen you:
Pray unmask, your visage show,
Then I'll tell you Aye or No.
I will not my face uncover
Till the marriago ties are over,
Thereforo choose you which you will,
Wed me, sir, or try your skill.
Step within that pleasant bower,
With your friend one single hour;
Strivo your thoughts to reconcile,
And I'll wander here the while.
While this charming lady waited,
Tho young bachelors debated,
What was best for to be done:
Quoth his friend, tho hazard run.
If my judgment can be trusted,
Wed her first-you can't be worsted;
If she's rich, you'll riso to fame,
If she's poor, why you're the same.
He consented to be married;
In her coach they all wero carried,
To a church without delay,
Where ho weds the lady gay.
The sweet pretty Cupids hover'd
Round her eyes, her face was cover'd
With a mask-he took her thus,
Just for better or for worse.
With a courteous kind behaviour,
Sho presents his friend a favour,
And withal dismiss'd him straight,
That he might no longer wait.
