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I gave my love a cherry

I Gave My Love a Cherry, Anon 'I have a young sister, far beyond the sea; Many be the love-gifts that she sent me. She sent me the cherry, without any stone; And so she did the dove, without any bone. She sent me the briar, without any rind ; She bade me love my sweetheart, without longing. How should any cherry be without stone? And how should any dove be without a bone? How should any briar be without rind? How should I love my sweetheart without longing? When the cherry was a flower, then it had no stone; When the dove was an egg, then it had no bone. When the briar was unbred, Then it had no rind: When the maiden hath that she loveth, she is without longing.'

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