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Pray you, will you marry me? Will you be my little wife, For to love me all my life? You shall have a velvet cloak, And a bonnet with a poke. You shall sit upon a chair With a cabbage in your hair. You shall ride upon a horse, If you fancy such a course. You shall feed on venison pasty In a manner trig and tasty; Devilled bones and apple-cores, If you like them, shall be yours. You shall drink both rum and wine, If you only will be mine. Pray you, will you marry me?