If all the world and love were young,
And truth in every shepherd's tongue,
These pretty pleasures might me move
To live with thee and be thy love.
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1 As you came from the holy land
2 Of Walsingham,
3 Met you not with my true love
4 By the way as you came?
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1 If all the world and love were young,
2 And truth in every shepherd's tongue,
3 These pretty pleasures might me move
4 To live with thee and be thy love.
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1 Give me my scallop shell of quiet,
2 My staff of faith to walk upon,
3 My scrip of joy, immortal diet,
4 My bottle of salvat{.i}on,
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1 Prais'd be Diana's fair and harmless light;
2 Prais'd be the dews wherewith she moists the ground;
3 Prais'd be her beams, the glory of the night;
4 Prais'd be her power by which all powers abound.
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