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Loveland is fair to see, / Of all kind havens best, / Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.
Here flowers bloom for thee, / Thy feet are rose-caressed, / Loveland is fair to see.
The violets shall be / Thy soft and fragrant nest, / Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.
Thou shalt not lack for glee, / Here life is but a jest; / Loveland is fair to see.
None shall be glad as we; / Ah, grant me my behest, / Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.
Now would I ask my fee, / Thy red heart I request; / Loveland is fair to see, / Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.