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238 WILLOW, WILLOW, WILLOW. |
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" 0 willow, willow, willow! the willow garland,
0 willow, fyc. A sign of her falsenesse before me doth stand.
0 willow, fyc. u
Sing, 0 the greene willow shall be my garland.
" As here it doth bid to despair and to dye,
0 willow, fyc. So hang it, friends, ore me in grave where I lye.
0 willow, fyc. 20
Sing, 0 the greene willow, fyc.
" In grave where I rest mee, hang this to the view,
0 willow, fyc. Of all that doe knowe her, to blaze her untrue.
0 Willow, SfC. 25
Sing, 0 the greene willow, fyc.
" "With these words engraven, as epitaph meet,
0 willow, 8?c. 1 Here lyes one, drank poyson for potion most sweet.'
0 willow, Sfc. so
Sing, 0 the greene willow, fyc.
" Though she thus unkindly hath scorned my love,
0 willow, Sfc. And carelesly smiles at the sorrowes I prove ;
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Sing, 0 the greene willow, fyc. |
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