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THE BLACKAMOOR IN THE WOOD.

In Rome a gentleman did wed,

A virgin of great fame;

A fairer creature never did

Dame Nature ever frame.

By whom he had two children fair,

Whose beauty did excel,

And were their parente only joy,

They lov'd them both so well.

This Lord he lov'd to hunt the buck,

The tiger and the boar,

And still for swiftness always took

With him a Blackamoor.

Which Blackamoor within the wood;

His Lord he did offend,

But there he did him then correct,

In hopes he would amend.

The day it drew unto an end,

When homeward they did haste,

When with his lady he did rest

Until the night was past.

Then in the morning he did rise,

And both his servants call,

A bunting to provide to go.

Straight they were ready all.