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I heard, my young friend You were seeking a wife, A woman to make Your companion for life.

Now, if you are seeking A wife for your youth, Let this be your aim, then— Seek a woman of truth.

She may not have talents, With greatness combined, Her gifts may be humble, Of person and mind:

But if she be constant, And gentle, and true, Believe me my friend, She's the woman for you!

Oh! wed not for beauty, Though fair is the prize; It may pall when you grasp it, And fade in your eyes.

Let gold not allure you, Let wealth not attract; With a house full of treasure, A woman may lack.

Let her habits be frugal, Her hands not afraid To work in her household Or follow her trade.

Let her language be modest, Her actions discreet; Her manners refined, And free from deceit.

Now if such you should find, In your journey through life, Just open your mind, And make her your wife.