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that's imperfect in body,

should ne'er think a husband to be;

For though to such ty'd with a woody,

from him I should sure be set free.

Now, it is grown into a custom,

when two are contracted to wed,

Their friends, without scruple, can trust 'em

to sleep both together in bed.

So night after night we were beded,

and slept without terror or dread,

Till, near to the time to be weded,

some fancy came into his head.

He seem'd to be sad and uneasy

and cry'd out, L-d help me, amain!

I said my dear, what does displease thee?

pray tell me the cause of thy pain?

But all that for answer he gave me,

was that I look'd heavy and sad;

And that he much rather would have me

shake off all dull thoughts, and look glad.

But I having heard of a rumour,

that ran thro' the country so rife,

I thought that had raised his humour,

and caus'd in his spirits such strife.