  (How you speak through your Dose) O, doe, doe! I shall dever see her bore! Dever bore our feet shall rove The beadows as of yore! Dever bore with byrtle boughs Her tresses shall I twide— Dever bore her bellow voice Bake bellody with bide! Dever shall we lidger bore, Abid the flow'rs at dood, Dever shall we gaze at dight Upod the tedtder bood! Ho, doe, doe! Those berry tibes have flowd, Ad I shall dever see her bore, By beautiful! by owd! Ho, doe, doe! I shall dever see her bore, She will forget be id a bonth— Bost probably before. She will forget the byrtle boughs, The flow'rs we pluck'd at dood, Our beetigs by the tedtder stars, Our gazigs od the bood. Ad I shall dever see agaid The Lily ad the Rose; The dabask cheek! the sdowy brow! The perfect bouth ad dose! Ho, doe, doe! Those berry tibes have flowd— Ad I shall dever see her bore, By beautiful!! by owd!!
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