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I'd claim a guardian angel's charge
 around my love to fly,
For to guard him from all dangers;
 How happy should I be!
  For I love my love, &c.

I'll make a strawy garland,
 I'll make it wondrous fine;
With rodes, lillies, daisies,
 I'll mix the eglantine;
And I'll present it to my love,
 when he returns from sea.
  For I love my love, &c.

O if I were a little bird,
 to build upon his breast!
Or if I were a nightingale,
 to sing my love to rest;
To gaze upon his lovely eyes,
 all my reward should be,
  For I love my love, &c.

 O if I were an eagle,
  to soar into the sky!
I’d gaze around, with piercing eyes,
 where I my love might spy:
But ah! unhappy maiden,
 that love you ne’er shall see!
  Yet I love my love, &c.