Lady Mary Chudleigh - The Wish

Lyrics
Would but indulgent Fortune send To me a kind, and faithful Friend One who to Virtue's Laws is true And does her nicest Rules pursue; One Pious, Lib'ral, Just and Brave And to his Passions not a Slave; Who full of Honour, void of Pride Will freely praise, and freely chide; But not indulge the smallest Fault Nor entertain one slighting Thought: Who still the same will ever prove Will still instruct and still will love: In whom I safely may confide And with him all my Cares divide: Who has a large capacious Mind Join'd with a Knowledge unconfin'd: A Reason bright, a Judgement true A Wit both quick, and solid too: Who can of all things talk with Easе And whose Converse will еver please: Who charm'd with Wit, and inward Graces Despises Fools with tempting Faces; And still a beauteous Mind does prize Above the most enchanting Eyes: I would not envy Queens their State Nor once desire a happier Fate
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- Mary Chudleigh