Blow Away the Morning Dew
17th Century
Child Ballad 112
There was a farmer's son,
Kept sheep all on the hill;
And he walk'd out one May morning
To see what he could kill.
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And sing blow away the morning dew
The dew, and the dew.
Blow away the morning dew,
How sweet the winds do blow.
He looked high, he looked low,
He cast an under look;
And there he saw a fair pretty maid
Beside the wat'ry brook.
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Cast over me my mantle fair
And pin it o'er my gown;
And, if you will, take hold my hand,
And I will be your own.
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If you come down to my father's house
Which is walled all around,
And, you shall have a kiss from me
And twenty thousand pound.
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He mounted on a milk white steed
And she upon another;
And then they rode along the lane
Like sister and like brother.
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As they were riding on alone,
They saw some pooks of hay.
O is not this a very pretty place
For girls and boys to play?
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But when they came to her father's gate,
So nimble she popped in:
And said: There is a fool without
And here's a maid within.
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We have a flower in our garden,
We call it Marigold:
And if you will not when you may,
You shall not when you wolde.
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DayPoems Poem No. 2548
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