I gave her cakes, and I gave her ale, and I gave her sack and sherry, kiss'd her once, and I kissed her twice, And we were wondrous merry. I gave her beads and bracelets fine, And I gave her gold, down derry. I thought she was afear'd, till she stroked my beard, And we were wondrous merry. Merry, my heart's merry, my cock's merry, my spright's merry, merry, merry.