A fair good morrow, lovely maiden, White, wild rose of my heart For you my soul is sorrow laden, White, wild rose of my heart Nay cease, dull oaf, your idle chatter, The silliest babble ever I heard You and your oaths are no great matter - That's truth in a single word Your kiss is sweeter far than honey, White etc Such nectar ne'er was bought for money, White etc And yours, for all your fond devotion, The silliest etc As loathsome as a doctor's potion - That's truth etc Ah me! salt tears, you'll still be flowing, White etc But kiss me once and I'll be going, White etc Oh, no, my love, I cannot grieve you, A tenderer speech you never have heard! I gave you two, fifteen I'll give you - That's truth etc
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