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SONG XV.

I

Come, dear heart, and let us dally
Underneath the shady Tree:
Why should'st thou stand shall I? shall I?
When there's no man here to see?

II

He was full of amorous sporting,
Being in a lusty Vein:
She took it for his way of Courting,
And gave him kiss for kiss again.

III

Ah! ah! ah! thou wilt undo me,
Oh! so vile and rude you are:
Yet I cannot choose but love thee,
'Cause thou cam'st to me so far.

IV

Love to me was but a stranger,
Fearing lest I might be slain:
But now, I see there is no danger,
Come and kiss me once again.

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V

Her Shoes were of the Spanish fashion,
Her Stockins of that Countrey Silk,
The like there were not in the Nation;
Her Smock was whiter than the Milk.