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       And wilt thou leave me thus?

       Say nay! say nay! for shame,

       To save thee from the blame

       Of all my grief and grame.

       And wilt thou leave me thus?

       Say nay! say nay!

       And wilt thou leave me thus,

       That hath loved thee so long

       In wealth and woe among:

       And is thy heart so strong

       As for to leave me thus?

       Say nay! say nay!

       And wilt thou leave me thus,

       That hath given thee my heart

       Never for to depart

       Neither for pain nor smart:

       And wilt thou leave me thus?

       Say nay! say nay!

       And wilt thou leave me thus,

       And have no more pity

       Of him that loveth thee?

       Alas! thy cruelty!

       And wilt thou leave me thus?

       Say nay! say nay!