Prue Cooper Slipware
A little land well tilled,
A little house well filled Old wine wholesomest, old pippins toohsomest, Old linen whitest, old love soundest. Friendship, virtue, every grace
Dwelling in this happy place Wise and kind and fair and true One Generation
One Feast, One House, One Mutual Happiness
Vows Happiness untold awaits them when the parson consecrates them Setting out My true love hath my heart and I have his -  There never was a better bargain driven