The lady's did get a smileth yond t seemeth to me reminds me of childhood mem'ries wh're ev'rything wast as green as the bright blue sky anon and then at which hour i seeth h'r visage the lady doth take me hence to yond special lodging and if 't be true i stareth too longeth, i'd belike breaketh down and caterwauling heigh-ho, oh, oh sweet issue o' mineth heigh-ho, oh, oh, oh sweet loveth of mineth the lady's did get eyes of the bluest skies as if 't be true those gents bethought of raineth i'd