True blue will never stain.
Against thou goest I will provide another.
Let him never take a wife
That will not love her as his life.
I do not repent that I gave my consent.
What the eye saw the heart hath chosen.
More faithful than fortunate.
Love me little but love me long.
Love him who gave thee this ring of gold,
’Tis he must kiss thee when thou ’rt old.
This circle, though but small about,
The devil, jealousy, shall keep out.
If I think my wife is fair
What need other people care.
This ring is a token I give to thee
That thou no tokens do change for me.
My dearest Betty is good and pretty.
I did then commit no folly
When I married my sweet Molly.
’Tis fit men should not be alone,
Which made Tom to marry Jone.
Su is bonny, blythe, and brown;
This ring hath made her now my own.
Like Philis there is none;
She truely loves her Choridon.