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Nay,

He swears that he will marry me in church

Once we're in England.

When you're rich and gay Wedded or not, you shall be gay and rich Then you must send for Madam Pomeroy, Who wears her life out far away from town Here in this curs'd plantation, overseas! When you are gone, what will become of me? Spleen or strong waters, will fulfil my day, Or, haply, I shall grow religious, Wax fanatic, and, like to Dame Lenore, Wear out the hours upon my marrowbones, Or turn a Catholic and seek Quebec.

That were as mad as Doctor Sylvester, Who melts his substance in a crucible,