He can't marry wives two,
And in truth I myself wanted neither.
So I hunted about,
And a lover found out,
Whom I gave a broad hint might have either.
But the other poor girl would each offer refuse,
Till the young man decided 'twas worse than no use
To solicit her hand, and considered it mine,
Though I two or three times did the honour decline;
Then her father had made up his mind I should do,