O Sweetheart, Hear You
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O sweetheart, hear you Your lover’s tale; A man shall have sorrow When friends him fail.
For he shall know then Friends be untrue And a little ashes Their words come to.
But one unto him Will softly move And softly woo him In ways of love.
His hand is under Her smooth round breast; So he who has sorrow Shall have rest.
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