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 The bridegroom, p'r'aps, was terrified, And also possibly the bride—
 * The bridesmaids were affrighted:

But, noble soul, Contrived her feelings to control,
 * And really seemed delighted.

"My bride!" said gallant , "She's mine, uninteresting clod,
 * My own, my darling charmer!"

"Oh, dear," said she, "you're just too late, I'm married to, I beg to state,
 * This comfortable farmer!"

"Indeed," the farmer said, "she's mine, You've been and cut it far too fine!"
 * "I see," said, "I'm beaten."

And so he went to sea once more, "Sensation" he for aye forswore, And married on her native shore A lady whom he'd met before—
 * A lovely Otaheitan.