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O fairest of creatures that ever was seen,
You’re the pride of my heart, the flow’r of the
green,
With garlands of roses,
And sweet pretty posies,
What nature composes I'll crown you my queen.
To these words I spoke she answered and said,
O how can you flatter a poor harmless maid,
For your tongue it runs so nimble,
It masses my heart to tremble,
And I fear you disemble my poor heart to break.
Of all my sweethearts I have nine or ten,
Yet never a one I can fancy of them,
But if I should believe you,
And you should deceive me,
And scornfully leave me, oh! where am I then.
These words I speak is by the powers above,
The rocks and the mountains shall sooner remove,
And the sea shall I flame on fire,
If from my love I shall retire,
And there's nothing I desire but innocent love.
If innocent love is all your request,
And you in earnest, I thought you were in jest
I'll adorn you with pleasure,
With kisses out of measure,
With joy, peace & pleasure we both shall be ⟨blessed⟩
