Is 't for my silver, or is 't for my gold?

Or dost thou weep for my life alone?"

"Ah, thou, my light, my brother dear,

Not for thy goods or inheritance,

Not for thy lands, so rich and wide,

Is 't that my eyes are weeping so;

Not for thy silver and not for thy gold,

'Tis for thy life, I am weeping so."

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"Ah, thou, my light, my sister sweet!