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VALENTINE'S DAY
'Twas early last Valentine's Day,'twas early in the morning betime,A pretty young damsel came to my bed side,and she said she would be my valentine.
I took her by the middle so small,and I laid her across the bedAnd what we did there I never will declare,for this poor girl lost her maiden-head.
I took her by the lily white hand,and I led her in the garden so green,And what we did there I never will declare,for the green leaves were plain to be seen.
When twenty weeks were now come and gone,this young man came riding by,She said I am with child by you young man,and the same thing you never can deny.
You may be with child, my pretty pretty maid,and the child it may be none of mine,Unless you can tell to me the very very place,the very very hour and the time,
O yes! I can tell you the very very place,the very very hour and the time,And if you'll not consent to marry me,I will have you in Goal confined.
O I will consent to marry marry thee,tomorrow without more delay,But instead of being married to this poor girl,he took shipping and so crost the sea.
He left her in silence in silence to mourn,he left her in sorrow to-day,And wherever he be the L——d only knows,for his body may be buried in the sea,
When three long years were over and gone,he brought her home great store of gold;She said I ne'er will slight him for his absence,nor his courage in being so bold.
