Thee I love
More than the meadow
So green and still
More than the
Mulberries on the hill
More than the buds of
A May apple tree
I love thee

Arms have I
Strong as the oak
For this occasion
Lips have I
To kiss thee too
In friendly persuasion

Thee is mine
Though I don't know
Many words of praise
Thee pleasures me
In a hundred ways

Put on your bonnet
Your cape and your glove
And come with me
For thee I love

Friendly persuasion

Thee is mine
Though I don't know
Many words of praise
Thee pleasures me
In a hundred ways

Put on your bonnet
Your cape and your glove
And come with me
For thee I love

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