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Such a beautiful young man was not in that place,
None could compare with him in stature and face.

This charming Miss Kitty was oft in his way—
One day in love’s passion she to him did say,
My dear cousin Grigor, I’ve something to tell,
Which now from my bosom this day I reveal.

You know that with courtiers, I’m plagued to the heart,
But you are the object that makes me to smart;
If you can but love me, dear cousin, said she,
I am happy for ever, and therefore be free.

Then said he, dear Kitty, I’m all in a stun,
I suppose your intention is nothing but fun;
For had I a portion to balance with you,
I’d count myself happy, and your suit I might true.

O said she, dear Grigor, I’m no ways in jest,
And if you deny me, then death's my request;
You know all the substance and wealth that I have
Is enough to maintain us both gallant and brave.

I know my parents for more riches are bent,
But a few years by nature will make them extinct;
Till which time, dear Grigor, I do make this vow,
That I shall never marry another but you.

O then he consented, and flew in her arms,
And said, my dear Kitty. I’m kill’d by your charms;
But if your parents this fond love should know,
They soon will carve out our sad overthrow.

Of that, my love Grigor, be silent, I pray,
This night let us part and meet the next day.
Under me broad oak, by the cave in the glen,
Where more of my love to you I'll explain.