The Snowy-Breasted Pearl

There’s a maiden fair as may
For a year and for a day
I have sought by every way her heart to gain
There’s no art of tongue or eye
Fond youths for maidens try
But I’ve tried with ceasless sigh, yet tried in vain
If to far off France or Spain
she’d cross the watery main
To see her face again the seas I’d brave;
And if ’tis heaven’s decree
That mine she may not be
May the son of Mary me in mercy save

O thou dearest milk white dove
To whom I’ve giv’n true love
Do not ever thus reprove my constancy
There are maidens would be mine
With wealth in land and kine
If my heart would but incline to turn from thee
But a kiss with welcome bland
And a touch of thy fair hand
Are all that I’d demand, woudst thou not spurn
For if not mine, dear girl
O snowy-breasted pearl
May I never from the fair with life return

Love Lust & Loss
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