What ails my darling, say what ails my darling, what ails my sweet pretty darling, what ails my sweet, what ails mine own sweet darling? What ails my darling dear, thus sitting all alone, sitting all alone so weary? say why is my dear now not merry? O cease thus to grieve thee, cease alas to grieve, thus to grieve thee, my dear cease to grieve thee, and a kiss withal here take to relieve thee. Up now arise thee arise thee, O how can my love alas lie sleeping, O how can my love lie sleeping, and see yon lusty leaping? O who can he asleeping; and see you lusty leaping?
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