Wilt thou, fair maiden, act thy part? Wilt thou, fair maiden, act thy part? As pure let thine affections be, As pure let thine affections be, As those white robes now worn by thee; As those white robes now worn by thee; O keep the sacred holy trust, O keep the sacred holy trust, Till these fair forms turn back to dust. Till these fair forms turn back to dust. On seraph wings then may you soar, On seraph wings then may you soar,
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