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THREE DUKES |
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My will is for to marry you,
To marry you, to marry you; My will is for to marry you,
With a rancy, tancy, tee !
You're all so black and blousey (blowsy ?), Sitting in the sun so drowsy; With silver chains about ye, With a rancy, tancy, tee! |
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[With golden chains about your necks, Which makes you look so frowsy.]
Walk through the kitchen, and through the hall, And pick the fairest of them all.
This is the fairest I can see,
So pray, Miss----------, walk with me.
—Leicester (Miss Ellis).
IV. Here come three dukes a-riding, a-riding, a-riding, Here come three dukes riding, riding, riding; Ransam, tansam, tisum ma tea (sic).
Pray what is your good will, sir, will, sir, will, sir ? Pray what is your good will, sir ? Ransam, tansam, tisum ma tea!
My will is for to marry, to marry, to marry, My will is for to marry;
Ransam, tansam, tisum ma tea!
Pray who will you marry, you marry, you marry ? Pray who will you marry ?
Ransam, tansam, tisum ma tea!
You're all too black and too brown for me, You're all too black and too brown for me, Ransam, tansam, tisum ma tea!
We're quite as white as you, sir; as you, sir; as you, sir; We're quite as white as you, sir; Ransam, tansam, tisum ma tea! |
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