From Bowring's Ancient Poetry OF Spain
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I'll NEVER BE MARRIED.
No, no! I'll never married be,
But love, and lovc--and yet be free,
/ will not wear a captive's chain,


Nor own a master:-they who wed,
First go to iail, and then remain


In everlasting fettcrs led,
can't imagine what they gain,
No! no! I'll never married be,
but love, and love-and yet be free.
A wife can't out of window look
Without a husbands grumbling loud;
Each slips recorded ina book


Iwon't submit, own Pm proud,
Too proud such busy knaves to brook.
No! no! I'll never married be,
But love, and lovc-and yet be free.
Unmarried, command at will;


And youths press forward to obey;
find them glad and grateful still,


And who so prompt to serve rs they'
Will lords BRIDES desire fulfill
No! no! Pll never married be,
But love, and love-and yet be free.
often see married pair,


know they curse their lucklcss fate;
Iye seen woman tear her hair,


And of connubial' blessings prate;
Yet daily sink beneath despair.
No! no! I'll never married be,
But love, and loye-and yet be free.