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Buy my pink sugar hearts, Gentles, I cry ye! Mine are no darkling arts— Gall comes not nigh ye, Doubt nor discouragement— My wares bring sweet content, Youth and youth’s merriment:— Gentles, come buy ye!

The Packman’s Song in Rosalinde.