For thou must go—still innocent and Gay.
Short is the Time; yet for a Month to part
Shakes the faint Courage of a Mother’s Heart;
But to her aid thy Emely will come
And think thee happy while she prays thee home.
Our distant friends this Sacrifice demand,
E’er the lov’d Maid bestows her promis’d Hand.
Court the good Dean! nor be with Ease denied, 200
To come and bless thee with thy matchless Bride!
Invite each friend to view thy happy Choice,