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INCE honour has attended upon the marriage state,

And from the torch of Hymen our happiness we date,

If e’er the Fates ordain it that I should be a wife,

The picture I will draw of the partner of my life.

Then I’d litre no longer single,

Could but my influence,

A conquest gain o’er such a swain,

Endu’d with common sense,

Then I’d live no longer single.

The fop, beau & fribble, cou’d ne’er myfancytake,

Nor yet did I admir- the rattle-headed rake, (brave,

To guard himself from insult, I’d have him bold &

To wink at little foibles that I may chance to have.

Then I’d live no longer single, &c.

His person in proportion, more robust than fine,

A fort of easy carelessness deportment to decline;

And affably Sc candidly share all my joys & cares,

And give me my prerogative in family affairs.

Then I’d live no longer single, &c

His conversation fraught with endearing sentiment,

Free from the pedant stiffness, & rude impertinent,

In his lawful dealings, let honour still preside.

Frugal in economy, let prudence be his guide.

Then I’d live no longer single, &c.

His principles untainted, his morals just & found,

And one in whom the distaste of honesty is found;

I value not the glaring of wealth and pageantry,

But plac’d above necessity is just enough for me,

Then I’d live no longer single, &c.