From Barry Cornwall

Here’s a health to thee, Mary.

I drink to the health of Mary,
My sweet Mary.
I quietly closed the door
And one without guests
I drink to the health of Mary.

You can be more beautiful than Mary,
My beautiful Mary,
This small peri;
But you can not be a mile
Rezvoy, affectionate Mary.

Be as happy, Mary,
The sun of my life!
neither anguish, any loss,
Neither nenastlivyh days
Let no one knows Mary.

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