With my sharp beel I three times mark the ground, 25 And turn me thrice around, around, around.

At eve laft Midfummer no fleep I fought,
But to the field a bag of hempfeed brought,
I scatter'd round the feed on ev'ry fide,
And three times in a trembling accent cry'd,
This hempfeed with my virgin hand I for,
Who shall my true-love be, the crop shall mow.

I ftraight look'd back, and if my eyes speak truth,
With his keen scythe behind me came the youth.

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With my Sharp heel I three times mark the ground, 35 And turn me thrice around, around, around.

Laft Valentine, the day when birds of kind
Their paramours with mutual chirpings find;
I rearly rofe, juft at the break of day,
Before the fun had chas'd the stars away;
A-field I went, amid the morning dew,
To milk my kine (for fo fhould hufwives do)
Thee first I spy'd, and the firft fwain we see,
In spite of fortune fhall our true-love be;

See, Lubberkin, each bird his partner take,
And canft thou then thy fweetheart dear forfake?

With my fharp heel I three times mark the ground, And turn me thrice around, around, around.

Laft May-day fair I fearch'd to find a fnail
That might my secret lover's name reveal;
Upon a goofeberry-bufh a fnail I found,
For always fnails near sweetest fruit abound.
I feiz'd the vermine, home I quickly fped,

And on the hearth the milk-white embers spread.
Slow crawl'd the fnail, and if I right can spell,

In the foft afhes mark'd a curious L:

Oh, may this wondrous omen lucky prove!

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For L is found in Lubberkin and Love.

With my fharp heel I three times mark the ground,

And turn me thrice around, around, around.

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Two hazel-nuts I threw into the flame, And to each nut I gave a fweet-heart's name.

This

This with the loudest bounce me fore amaz'd,
That in a flame of brighteft colour blaz'd.
As blaz'd the nut fo may thy paffion grow,
For 'twas thy nut that did fo brightly glow.

With my fharp beel I three times mark the ground, And turn me thrice around, around, around.

As peafcods once I pluck'd, I chanc'd to fee
One that was closely fill'd with three times three,
Which when I crop'd I fafely home convey'd,

And o'er the door the fpell in fecret laid,
My wheel I turn'd, and fung a ballad new,

While from the spindle I the fleeces drew ;

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The latch mov'd up, when who should first come in, But in his proper person,

Lubberkin.

I broke my yarn furpriz'd the fight to fee,

Sure fign that he would break his word with me,

Eftfoons I join'd it with my wonted flight,

So may again his love with mine unite!

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64 — · ἐγὼ δ ̓ ἐπί Δέλφιδι δάφναν

Αἴθω. χ ̓ ὡς αυτά λακέει μέγα καππυρίσασα, 66. Daphnis me malus urit, ego banc in Daphnide.

With my sharp beel I three times mark the ground, And turn me thrice around, around, around.

This Lady-fly I take from off the grafs,
Whofe fpotted back might fcarlet red furpass.
Fly, Lady-Bird, North, South, or Eaft, or Weft,
Fly where the Man is found that I love beft.
He leaves my hand, fee to the Weft he's flown,
'T'o call my true-love from the faithless town.

With my fharp heel I three times mark the ground, And turn me thrice around, around, around.

I pare this pippin round and round again, My fhepherd's name to flourish on the plain. I fling th' unbroken paring o'er my head Upon the grafs a perfect L is read;

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Yet on my heart a fairer L is feen

Than what the paring makes upon the green.

With my fharp heel I three times mark the ground, And turn me thrice around, around, around.

93. Tranfque Caput jace; ne refpexeris,

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This pippin fhall another trial make,

See from the core two kernels brown I take;
This on my cheek for Lubberkin is worn,
And Boobyclod on t'other fide is born,
But Boobyclod foon drops upon the ground,
A certain token that his Love's unfound,
While Lubberkin fticks firmly to the laft;
Oh were his Lips to mine but join'd fo faft!

With my fharp heel I three times mark the ground, And turn me thrice around, around, around.

As Lubberkin once slept beneath a tree,
I twitch'd his dangling garter from his knee ;
He wift not when the hempen ftring I drew,
Now mine I quickly doff of inkle blue;
Together faft I tye the garters twain,
And while I knit the knot repeat this strain.
Three times a true love's knot I tye fecure,
Firm be the knot, firm may his love endure.

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109. Neste tribus nodis ternos, Amarylli, colores: Nette, Amarylli, modò;

Veneris dic vincula neƐto.

Virg.