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JOSIE, JOSEPHINE.
Pretty maiden, picking berries
In the pastures green;
Cheeks like roses, lips like cherries,—
Josie, Josephine!
In the pastures green;
Cheeks like roses, lips like cherries,—
Josie, Josephine!
Joy is in thy features glowing,
Gladness dwells with thee;
Rose of June! so sweetly blowing,
Rose of June to me.
Gladness dwells with thee;
Rose of June! so sweetly blowing,
Rose of June to me.
Rich the rural setting round thee,
But the GEM art thou;
Sure if Love had never bound me,
He will hold me now.
But the GEM art thou;
Sure if Love had never bound me,
He will hold me now.
Half so winning, half so clever
Ne'er was Gallia's queen;
Empress in this bosom ever,
Josie, Josephine!
Ne'er was Gallia's queen;
Empress in this bosom ever,
Josie, Josephine!
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