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 Let gold not allure you,
 * Let wealth not attract;

With a house full of treasure,
 * A woman may lack.

Let her habits be frugal,
 * Her hands not afraid

To work in her household
 * Or follow her trade.

Let her language be modest,
 * Her actions discreet;

Her manners refined,
 * And free from deceit.

Now if such you should find,
 * In your journey through life,

Just open your mind,
 * And make her your wife.

Nay, do not blush! I only heard
 * You had a mind to marry;

I thought I'd speak a friendly word,
 * So just one moment tarry.