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STOP THIEF!
Have you seen a lad go by
Running this way? He had on
A feathered bonnet; and there shone
A magic lightning in his eye:
A bow he carried; on his back
A loaded quiver he did pack;
And in his hand a heart he bare,
Which from my bosom he did tear.
Sing hey, sing hey, with a heigho!
Love is an arrant thief I trow:
Fair blossoms shine on the tree in May:
This Love hath stolen my heart away.
Running this way? He had on
A feathered bonnet; and there shone
A magic lightning in his eye:
A bow he carried; on his back
A loaded quiver he did pack;
And in his hand a heart he bare,
Which from my bosom he did tear.
Sing hey, sing hey, with a heigho!
Love is an arrant thief I trow:
Fair blossoms shine on the tree in May:
This Love hath stolen my heart away.
For so it happened in this wise:
He took me where a pool did lie,
Whereas a youth sat fishing by,
And bade me look into his eyes,
And then by cunning he did creep
Into my breast, where I did keep
This treasure, and with furtive play
Did filch the thing I seek away.
Sing hey, sing hey, with a heigho!
Love is a shameless thief I trow:
Pale blossoms fall from the tree in May:
Bold Love hath stolen my heart away.
He took me where a pool did lie,
Whereas a youth sat fishing by,
And bade me look into his eyes,
And then by cunning he did creep
Into my breast, where I did keep
This treasure, and with furtive play
Did filch the thing I seek away.
Sing hey, sing hey, with a heigho!
Love is a shameless thief I trow:
Pale blossoms fall from the tree in May:
Bold Love hath stolen my heart away.
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