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WELLCOME wellcome happy day Wherein love-sick maidens may Unrestrained tell their swains All their fondness - all their pains. |
Honest truth we may declare Only once within a year -- Cruel custom ties us down To this day & this alone. |
Dearest Willy now believe me Tho my frowns might long deceive you |
When your ardent suit you press'd All was tumult in my breast. Trembling on my fault'ring tongue Soft confessions often hung. |
Charming fellow, when you sigh'd All the pride within me dy'd |
And it was with much ado I could stammer no no no. |
Now dear shepherd all is over I will meet thee as a lover! |
Pleased - I will freely bless And right willing cry yes yes! |
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