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 Therefore choose you what you will,

Wed me, sir, or try your skill.

Step within that pleasant bower,

With your friend one single hour,

Strive your thoughts to reconcile,

And I will wander here the while.

While this eharmingcharming [sic] lady waited,

The young baehelorsbachelors [sic] debated,

What was best for to be donodone [sic];

Quoth his friend, the hazard run.

If my judgment may be trusted,

Wed her first, you can't be worsted,

If she's riehrich [sic], you'll rise to fame,

If she's poor, why you're the same.

He eonsentedconsented [sic] to be married,

In her coaehcoach [sic] they all were earriedcarried [sic],

To a ehurchchurch [sic] without delay,

Where he weds the lady gay.

The sweet pretty Cupid's hover'd

Round her eyes, her face was eover'dcover'd [sic]

With a mask, he took her thus,

Just for better or for worse.

With a courteous kind behaviour,

She presents his friend a favour,

And withal dismiss'd him straight,

That he might no longer wait.

As the gilded coach stood ready,

The young lover and his lady,

Rode together till they eamecame [sic]

To her house of state and fame.