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Oh, I am grown so free from care / Since my heart broke! / I set my throat against the air, / I laugh at simple folk!
There's little kind and little fair / Is worth its weight in smoke / To me, that's grown so free from care / Since my heart broke!
Lass, if to sleep you would repair / As peaceful as you woke, / Best not besiege your lover there / For just the words he spoke / To me, that's grown so free from care / Since my heart broke!