"When things were as fine as could possibly be I thought 'twas the spring; but alas it was she..."

"This lass so neat, with smile so sweet, Has won my right good will, I'd crowns resign to call her mine, Sweet lass of Ri..."

"Whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God..."