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Tudor O'ır Harps,our Tabors and Crwths sweet hummingFor thee,my sweet Princess,make musical moans: Our morris maid-marrian's desire to fee A true love knot tied, between thee and me.
Queen No pleasure in country by me can be seen, That have been maintain'd so long here a Queen, And fed on the blessings.that daily were given, Into iny brave palace,by angels from heaven.
Queen I fear not to fancy thy love tempting tongue, For Cupid is coming, his bow very strong; Queen Venus once mistress of heart-wishing pleasu We over-kind women repent us at leisure.
Tudor May never fair morning shew forth his bright But cover my falfhoods with greatest extremes, If not as theTurtle I lye with my. Dove, My gentle kind Princess,my Lady, my love.
Queen Hie then into Wales and our wedding provide, For thou art my bridegroomjand i'll be thy bride, Get gloves and fine ribbons, with bride-laces fair, Of filk and of silver for ladies to wear.
Tudor with garlands of roses,our house-wifely, wives, To have them adorned most lovingly strives; Their bride-cakes be ready,our Pibgorns do play, Whilst I stand attending to lead thee the way.
This is a key peculiar to the Ancient Welsh Mufic; which is calla Gogywair: The E,or third above the Key-note being flat.
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