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When I go a Maying -- Maying -- / There his wanton wishes go! / Spring, like flowers, to meet me straying.... / I must pluck them -- will, or no! / I must break each pale stalk slender: / I must lift each flower fair; / For I know they are the tender / Thoughts of love that greet me there....
I will wear them on my bosom.... / In the night, when he comes home / He shall see his thoughts in blossom, / Oh Beloved Spring-time, / Come!