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She drew a dagger, and then did cry,
"For my dark-eyed canaller, for my dark-eyed canaller,
Though may he live or die.
3 "My every hope is based on him; True love will wait, true love will win." She said, while tears from her eyes did fall,
" 'Tis my dark-eyed canaller, 'tis my dark-eyed canaller, A-proving my downfall.
4 "His coal-black eyes and curly hair, His flattering tongue my heart ensnared ; Genteel was he, no rake like you,
To advise a maiden, to advise a maiden To slight this jacket blue.
5 "It is six long years since he left our boat, A gold ring he took and gently broke; He left this token:—here's half, you see,
And the other he's keeping, and the other he's keeping To remind him oft of me."
6 Cried William, "Drive him from off your mind, Many as good a canaller as him you'll find; Love turned aside and cold did grow.
Like a winter's morning, like a winter's morning When the hills are clad with snow."
7 When William did this ring unfold, She seemed too struck with joy and woe; "You're welcome, William, I've land and gold
For my dark-eyed canaller, for my dark-eyed canaller, So manly, true, and bold."
8 Come, girls—yes, listen, oh, come and see, And a warning take, oh, take from me. Always be true while your love's away,
For a cloudy morning, for a cloudy morning, Often brings a pleasant day.
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