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Happy Love 205
Come with me to Refnley, for it's you that I adore. With me you'll fear no danger; although to you a stranger, Don't take me for a ranger all on Newcastle shore."
5 "Kind sir, believe me, I mean not to deceive thee; Neither can I relieve you nor grant that you decrave. My parents they are pining, in years they are declining; Their fate is so designing they're bending to the grave. But wait till they expire, I'll grant all you desire Or all you can require of Betsy of Dramoor." I waited her desire until they did expire. Adorned in rich attire is the girl that I adore. It's now I live in pleasure, in peace beyond all measure, With my sweet lovely treasure, my Betsy of Dramoor. |
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