Now since you’ve got married, I wish you joy,
Every year a girl and boy;
Love one another like sister and brother,
I pray you couple come kiss together.
—Perth (Rev. W. Gregor).
III.
One poor widow was left alone,
Daughter, daughter, marry at home;
Choose the worst, or choose the best,
Choose the young gentleman you love best.
Now you are married, I wish you joy,
Father and mother, you must obey,
Love one another like sister and brother,
And now, young couple, come kiss together.
—Bexley Heath (Miss Morris.)
IV.
One poor widow is left all alone, all alone, all alone,
Choose the worst, and choose the best,
And choose the one that you like best.
Now she’s married I wish her joy,
Her father and mother she must obey,
Love one another like sisters and brothers,
And now it’s time to go away.
—Suffolk County Folk-lore, p. 67.