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He ſaid. My jewel, and beauty bright,
On thee I fixt my heart's delight!
But up ſhe roſe awa away ſhe ſtew,
Her anſwer was, I'll have none of you.

He ſays. My jewel, I will you deck.
With a chain of gold arourd your neck.
What you ſay, drummer. I believe tis true
But her anſwer was. I'll have none of you.

But this young drummer could not ſtay,
Taking h'r drum for to march away;
She cry'd, Young drummer, I'll wed with you.
But his anſwer was, I'll have none of you.

Therefore, my dear, for to tell you plain,
By ſuit and perſon yon did diſdain,
My love and proffer you did deny;
Do you think I'll marry you?—No, not I

This poor girl has her ſenſes loſt.
And for her drummer ſhe's ſorely croſt;
And now (he lies in tormenting wo,
Ruing the day ſhe ſaid, No, po.

My young drummer has a pretty face,
And down his coat he wears the lace,
Beſides he has ſilver buckles too:
He's won my heart, what ſhall I do?

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