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YE eyes, ye eyes, Eyes so clear and blue, All with me is whirling, If I think on you.

Where’s my cheerful humour? Where’s my comfort gone? It, so soon I saw you, Vanish’d thereupon.

As an arrow, swiftly Did it all depart, Leaving in my bosom Never-ending smart.

Wheresoe’er I turn me, Where my footsteps go, Ev’ry where I see you, Eyes so clear and blue.

O ye eyes, ye eyes, Eyes so blue and clear, Cease not to torment me, Long as I live here!