Love for such a cherry lip

   Would be glad to pawn his arrows;

Venus here to take a sip

   Would sell her doves and teams of sparrows.

      But they shall not so;

         Hey nonny, nonny no!

      None but I this lip must owe ;

         Hey nonny, nonny no!
 

Did Jove see this wanton eye,

   Ganymede must wait no longer;

Phoebe here one night did lie,

   Would change her face and look much younger.

      But they shall not so;

         Hey nonny, nonny no!
      None but I this lip must owe;

         Hey nonny, nonny no!

 

   

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