His face shone leak the moon.
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He’s tane out this bonny boy’s hear[t]
Into a cupe of gold,
Had it to Lady Dayese’s bour,
Says, No, Dayesë, behold!
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‘O welcom to me my heart’s delight!
Nou welcom to me my joy!
Ye have dayed for me, an I’ll day for ye,