Don't Forget.

Now, Marco dear,     My wishes hear:     While you're away     It's understood     You will be good,     And not too gay.     To every trace     Of maiden grace     You will be blind,     And will not glance     By any chance     On womankind!     If you are wise,     You'll shut your eyes     'Till we arrive,     And not address     A lady less     Than forty-five;     You'll please to frown     On every gown     That you may see;     And O, my pet,     You won't forget     You've married me!     O, my darling, O, my pet,     Whatever else you may forget,     In yonder isle beyond the sea,     O, don't forget you've married me!     You'll lay your head     Upon your bed     At set of sun.     You will not sing     Of anything     To any one:     You'll sit and mope     All day, I hope,     And shed a tear     Upon the life     Your little wife     Is passing here!     And if so be     You think of me,     Please tell the moon:     I'll read it all     In rays that fall     On the lagoon:     You'll be so kind     As tell the wind     How you may be,     And send me words     By little birds     To comfort me!     And O, my darling, O, my pet,     Whatever else you may forget,     In yonder isle beyond the sea,     O, don't forget you've married me!