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6 Until thin hour l never thought

that ought could alter thee, Mary;

Thou’rt still the mistress of my heart,

think what thou wilt of me, Mary.

Whate'er he said or might pretend,

wha stole that heart o thine, Mary,

True love I'm sure was ne’er his end,

nor nae sic love is mine, Mary.

I spake sincere, ne'er flattered much,

had no unworthy thought, Mary,

Ambition, wealth, nor naething such—

no, I lov 'd only thee, Mary.

Though you’ve been false, yet while I live

no other maid I'll woo Mary;

Let friends forget, as I forgive,

thy wrongs to them and me. Mary.

So then farewell, of this be sure,

since you ve been false to me, Mary,

For all the world I'd not endure

half what I ve done for thee, Mary.

 

Happy to meetand happy to part

Happy to meetand happy to part and

Happy happy to meet again

