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COME O'ER THE BOURN, by                    
Last Line: Until death us two do depart
Subject(s): "courts & Courtiers;elizabeth I, Queen Of England (1533-1603;


COME o'er the bourn, Bessy,
Come o'er the bourn, Bessy,
Sweet Bessy, come over to me,
And I shall thee take
And my dear lady make
Before all that e'er I see.

A voice now is calling,
My glad heart enthralling,
And answer thee now I shall;
O tell me, I say,
Who 'tis calls away
And so earnestly does me call?

I am thy fair lover,
And fain would discover
My name it is merry England.
Therefore, come away,
And make no more delay,
Sweet Bessy, give me thy hand.

Lo, here is my hand,
Dear lover, England,
I am thine, both mind and heart.
For e'er to endure,
Thou mayest be sure,
Until death us two do depart.





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