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 SBNTIMBNT&L SONeS. A doublet oF the Lincoln green,  No more of' me you know, My love*. NO more of* me you know. This moFning, merry June, ! trow, The roso is budding Fain; � But she shall bloom in winter's snow, Ere we two meet again He turn'd his cba:er, as he spake, Upon the river shore; , He gave his bri. dle reins a shake, SaM, 'adieu, Forever more, My love*. Adieu, forever more.' I*LL BE A BACHELOR--NEVER. THz night was dark, the winds blew loud, My fire by tit] was blinking; Says I, l'm almost forty-five, And what have I been thini Then shall I wed, or shall I nots Shall 1 5e lonely ever; And slmm *reat nature's noblest lnw.  l'JtQ)e a bachelor--never. A bachelor** such a uoblem thing, The world is not poMening; None shM'es' the blank within his heart, To none he is a blessing. If' he has wealth, some wJt him domdj li  poor, he's shun'd Forever; - E'en riches cannot purcha9e b!ht, !*ll be a bichelor -never. Was lovely woman not deski'd, To share our joy or sorrow:

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