[Lyric] The Wish (Lady Mary Chudleigh)

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, liberal, just and brave, and to his Passions not a slave, who full of honor, 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, joined with a knowledge unconfined, a reason bright, a judgement true, a wit both quick, and solid too, who can of all things talk with ease, and whose converse will ever please, who charmed 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.