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" up, stand up, thou May Janet, And go to the wars with me." He's drawn her by both hands With her face against the sea.

"He that strews red shall gather white, He that sows white reap red, Before your face and my daughter's Meet in a marriage-bed.

"Gold coin shall grow in the yellow field, Green corn in the green sea-water, And red fruit grow of the rose's red, Ere your fruit grow in her."

"But I shall have her by land," he said, "Or I shall have her by sea, Or I shall have her by strong treason And no grace go with me."