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4 Believe me, dear maiden,

your lover you wrong,

Your name is for ever

the theme of my ong,

From the dews of pale eve,

to the dawning of day,

I ing but of Jenny,

my Queen of the May?

Again, balmy comfort,

with tranport I view.

My fears are all vanih'd,

ince Jockey is true,

Then to our blyth hepherds

the news I'll convey,

That Jenny alone

you've crown'd Queen of the May,

Come all you young lovers,

I pray you draw near,

Avoid all upicion,

whate'er may appear,

Believe not your eyes,

let you they betray,

Then come, my dear Jenny,

and hail the new may.