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Shall I go with you , my pretty maid , With your rosy cheeks and golden hair ? “
Yes , if you please , kind sir , ' she said ; The strawberry - leaves make maidens
fair . W . P . - Co . What is your father , my pretty maid , With The Way of Poetry.
Shall I go with you , my pretty maid , With your rosy cheeks and golden hair ? “
Yes , if you please , kind sir , ' she said ; The strawberry - leaves make maidens
fair . W . P . - Co . What is your father , my pretty maid , With The Way of Poetry.
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What is your father , my pretty maid , With your rosy cheeks and golden hair ? "
My father ' s a farmer , sir , ' she said ; The strawberry - leaves make maidens fair .
What is your fortune , my pretty maid , With your rosy cheeks and golden hair ?
What is your father , my pretty maid , With your rosy cheeks and golden hair ? "
My father ' s a farmer , sir , ' she said ; The strawberry - leaves make maidens fair .
What is your fortune , my pretty maid , With your rosy cheeks and golden hair ?
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THE MAD MAID ' S SONG GOOD - MORROW to the day so fair ; Good - morning ,
sir , to you ; Good - morrow to mine own torn hair , Bedabbled with the dew .
Good - morning to this primrose too ; Good - morrow to each maid ; That will with
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THE MAD MAID ' S SONG GOOD - MORROW to the day so fair ; Good - morning ,
sir , to you ; Good - morrow to mine own torn hair , Bedabbled with the dew .
Good - morning to this primrose too ; Good - morrow to each maid ; That will with
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A slumber did | 98 |
saw three ships Anonymous | 105 |
Maesias Song | 112 |
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