Humoresque

Don't you shake my dusky maiden, sweet and true will make you lady, till you're happy little in the world. Just you bide while I am taking out the woven

chain so naked, playing the music of a song.

There

a stream of willow cover,

by a

silzy the closing by. And by a stream of sweet may water, fill the air with sweet and fair

you for my lady. Don't you shake my dusky maiden, sweet and true will make you lady, till you're happy little in the world. Just you bide while I am

taking out the woven chain so naked, playing the music of a

song. Little lily sleep on lily bed, little boy shall rest with thy dear head. Tell me what you see the sun and stars will tell you. Tell me all

you know your new love will

say.

Nightingales in woodland, sweet and low they sing. By a light the dark comes from the hill. From a valley

bright the light will still at all. Sweet little sleep, my darling, my own.

Don't you shake my dusky maiden, sweet and true will make you lady, till you're happy little in the world. Just you bide while I am taking out the woven

chain so naked, playing the music of a song. There a stream of willow cover, by a silzy the closing by. And by a stream of sweet may water, fill

the air with sweet and fair you for my love.