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400 ENGLISH SONG AND BALLAD MUSIC. |
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Whene'er he filled his can,
He would drink to Marian, To that kind and lovely maid;
And he vow'd her smile
Would the worst of cares beguile, While tippling in the greenwood shade; |
As the bowl we pass,
Each quaffs it to his lass, Vowing none to be so fair as she:
So, though bold Robin's gone,
Still his heart lives on, And we drink to him with three times three. |
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