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 For me he singeth never

For my True-love loves me;

He joins no more the dancers,

Alas! he's far from me.

He joins no more the dancers,

Alas! he's far from me,

A prisoner ta'en while fighting

In distant Germanie.

A prisoner ta'en while fighting

In distant Germanie.

"What wilt thou give, sweet maiden,

An I bring him back to thee?"

"What wilt thou give, sweet maiden,

An I bring him back to thee?"

"I'll give thee all Versailles,

Paris and St. Denis."

"I'll give thee all Versailles,

Paris and St. Denis,

And the crystal fount that floweth

In my garden clear and free."

Gai lon la, gai le rosier

Du joli mois de mai.