EPITHALAMIUM On the Auspicious Match, betwixt the Right Honourable. The Earl of WIGTOUN And the truly Virtuous Lady MARGARET LINDSAY Daughter to the Right Honourable, The Earl of BALCARROS.  
NOW is the Time the Origin of Light,  
Doth equally divide our Day from Night.  
When the Musicians of the Air do sing  
Melodious Notes to welcome in the Spring  

When each of them do choose their proper Mate,  
And Bill, and Hugg, and closely Copulate,  
More through the Force of Love than Phoebus' Heat,   
This is the time when Hymen choosed to join  
This Worthy pair, and to make one of twain;  
They're both descended of an Ancient Race  
Which a long train of Noble Worthies Grace,  
Both in the Flower of Age, and Venus' Spring,  
Are equally adorned in every thing;  

He is a stately Personage and fair,  
Endeued with each Accomplishment that's Rare,  
Of nature, or Refined Literature,   

Her very name insinuats her praise,  
She is a Pearl indeed, and of great Price  
She's Frugal, chaste, and Beauteous and Wise,   
Like the Wise Merchant in the Gospel He  
Hath found the Pearl and hid Treasury,  
Which in true Computation is far more  
Than all the Riches on the Eastern shoor,  
And in Requital doth himself Bequeath,  
A greater prize then either India hath;  
The Conquest's Equal, Equal is the prize,  
The acquisition's a sweet Paradise  
On either side, it doth surpass my Skill  
T'express the pleasure that they both shall feel,  
When he and she in Hymen's name shall bow,  
And pay to each the duty that they owe.  
A. B.