Oh is there not
one maiden breast
which does not feel
the moral beauty
Of making
worldly interest
subordinate to
sense of duty?
Who would not
give up willingly
all matrimonial ambition
To rescue such
an one as I...
from his unfortunate
position!
From his position
To rescue such
an one as I...
from his unfortunate
position!
Alas there's not
one maiden breast
which seems to feel
the moral beauty
Of making
worldly interest
subordinate to
sense of duty!
Oh is there not
one maiden here
whose homely face
and bad complexion
Have caused all
hope to disappear
of ever winning
man's affection?
To such an one
if such there be
I swear by Heaven's
arch above you
If you will cast
your eyes on me
however plain you be
I'll love you
However plain you be
If you will cast
your eyes on me
however plain you be
I'll love you
I'll love you
I'll love
I'll love you!...