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NEGRO FOLK RHYMES
A sleish o' bread an' butter fried, Is good enough fer yo' sweet Bride. Now choose yo' Lover, w'ile we sing, An' call 'er nex' onto de ring.
"Oh my Love, how I loves you!
Nothin' 's in dis worP above you. Dis right han', fersake it never. Dis heart, you mus' keep forever. One sweet kiss, I now takes from you; Caze I'se gwine away to leave you."
KNEEL ON THIS CARPET
Jes choose yo' Eas'; jes choose yo' Wes'. Now choose de one you loves de bes'. If she hain't here to take 'er part Choose some one else wid all yo' heart.
Down on dis chyarpet you mus' kneel, Shore as de grass grows in de fiel'. Salute yo' Bride, an' kiss her sweet, An' den rise up upon yo' feet.