To be my wife. My loving eye
Shall rest on thee, and till the Lord
Is pleased by death to separate
Our lives and loves, I’ll be to thee
An honest, faithful, loving mate.”
As one an echo of a song
Thrums thinly on a single string,
The Quaker maid in trembling tones
Vows to her lord to likewise bring
Love, truth and trust to grace their home.