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Maidens, gather not the yew,
  Leave the glossy myrtle sleeping;
Any lad was born untrue,
  Never a one is fit your weeping.

Pretty dears, your tumult cease;
  Love's a fardel, burthening double.
Clear your hearts, and have you peace-
  Gangway, girls: I'll show you trouble.

Added: 25 Nov 2001 | Last Read: 5 Sep 2008 11:00 AM | Viewed: 2446 times

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