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     While that the sun with his beams hot

     Scorchéd the fruits in vale and mountain,

     Philon the shepherd, late forgot,

     Sitting beside a crystal fountain,

       In shadow of a green oak tree

       Upon his pipe this song play'd he:

     Adieu Love, adieu Love, untrue Love,

     Untrue Love, untrue Love, adieu Love;

     Your mind is light, soon lost for new love.

     So long as I was in your sight

     I was your heart, your soul, and treasure;

     And evermore you sobb'd and sigh'd

     Burning in flames beyond all measure:

       —Three days endured your love to me,

       And it was lost in other three!

     Adieu Love, adieu Love, untrue Love,

     Untrue Love, untrue Love, adieu Love;

     Your mind is light, soon lost for new love.

     Another Shepherd you did see

     To whom your heart was soon enchainéd;

     Full soon your love was leapt from me,

     Full soon my place he had obtainéd.

       Soon came a third, your love to win,

       And we were out and he was in.

     Adieu Love, adieu Love, untrue Love,

     Untrue Love, untrue Love, adieu Love;

     Your mind is light, soon lost for new love.

     Sure you have made me passing glad

     That you your mind so soon removéd,

     Before that I the leisure had

     To choose you for my best belovéd:

       For all your love was past and done

       Two days before it was begun:—

     Adieu Love, adieu Love, untrue Love,

     Untrue Love, untrue Love, adieu Love;

     Your mind is light, soon lost for new love.