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THE HOLLY by HENRY VIII

First Line: AS THE HOLLY GROWETH GREEN
Last Line: BE SURE, AND EVER SHALL!
As the holly groweth green,
And never changeth hue,
So I am, ever hath been
Unto my lady true;

As the holly groweth green
With ivy all alone,
When flowerës can not be seen
And green wood leaves be gone.

Now unto my lady
Promise to her I make,
From all other only
To her I me betake.

Adieu, mine own lady,
Adieu, my special,
Who hath my heart truly,
Be sure, and ever shall!



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