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Songs That Every Child Should Know 21
Her troth in words was spoken,
A ring she gave me, too; But now her troth is broken,
The ring has sprung in two.
Now would I be a stroller
And wander evermore, And tell the world my sorrow,
And sing from door to door.
Or would I be a horseman,
And plunge into the fight, And lie beside the camp-fires
On battlefields at night.
For while I hear the mill-wheel,
I know not what I would; If death would only take me,
Its sound were stilled for good.
(Au clair de la lune) Words by Lully (1632-1687).