Lassie I love thee
The heavens above thee
Look downwards to move thee
& prove my love true
My arms round thy waist love
My head on thy breast love
By a true man caressed love
Ne'er bid me adieu
Thy cheeks full o' blushes
Like the rose in the bushes
While my love ardent gushes
With over delight
Though clouds may come o'er thee
Sweet maid I'll adore thee
As I do now before thee
I love thee outright
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