| O happy eyes, for you will see
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| My love, my lady pass today;
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| What I may not, that may you say
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| And ask for answer daringly.
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| O happy eyes.
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| O happy flow'rs that touch her dress,
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| That touch her dress and take her smile,
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| O whisper to her all the while
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| Some words of love in idleness.
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| O happy flowers.
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| O happy airs that touch her cheek,
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| And lightly kiss and float away,
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| So carelessly as if in play,
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| Why take ye all the joy I seek?
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| O happy eyes my love to see,
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| Alas! |
| alas! |
| I may not greet
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| With word or touch my lady sweet;
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| More happy eyes, say all for me. |