MARY
1
Alas there's no retreating
From the brightness of thy eyes
My heart with love is beating
Then do'nt my love despise
O slight not sweetest Mary
The love I bear to thee
Nor look at all contrary
To the claims of destiny
2
O let me be the nearest
To your bosom, and your love
I bring a love sincerest
What nature must approve
Where tears and sighs are pleaders
I own I've none to give
With such sad interceeders
My wishes cannot live
3
A honest heart that lieth not
That tells its story true
A written plea without a blot
Is what I offer you
Should thy love live without a stain
In constancy divine
Then heaven Mary glows again
And mine my love is thine
