by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

Dainty fine sweet Nymph
Language: English 
Dainty fine sweet Nymph delightful, 
While the Sun aloft is mounting, 
Sit we here our loves recounting, 
Fa la la la...

With sugred gloses
Among these Roses,
Fa la la la...

Why alas are you so spiteful,
Dainty Nymph, but, oh, too cruel,
Wilt thou kill thy dearest jewel?
Fa la la la...

Kill then and bliss me, 
But first come kiss me, 
Fa la la la...


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This text was added to the website: 2009-12-18
Line count: 14
Word count: 67