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RAID the raven hair, Weave the supple tress, Deck the maiden fair
 * In her loveliness;

Paint the pretty face,
 * Dye the coral lip,

Emphasize the grace
 * Of her ladyship!

Art and nature, thus allied, Go to make a pretty bride!

Sit with downcast eye,
 * Let it brim with dew;

Try if you can cry,
 * We will do so, too.

When you're summoned, start,
 * Like a frightened roe;

Flutter, little heart.
 * Colour, come and go!

Modesty at marriage tide Well becomes a pretty bride!