The second part, to the same tune.
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O Come my own Deare lets dally awhile
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with a fa la la la la la la,
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hou hast quicken'd my Spirits now with a smile
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and thy fa la la la la la la,
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he trembling of thy Lips do show,
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Thou hast no power to say me no,
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Which makes me have a moneths mind unto
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thy fa la la la la la la,
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This hearty kisse is a sign thou wilt yeeld,
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to thy fa la, etc.
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The white of thy eye speaks peace in the Field
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with a fa la, etc.
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Then for a vaile to hide thy face,
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Ile cloud thee with a sweet imbrace,
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There's many would wish that they were in thy place
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with their fa la, etc.
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Oh do not sigh to hear me intice,
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with a fa la, etc.
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Thou nere hadst bin got, had thy Mother bin nice
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with her fa la, etc.
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Then prethee put me out of my pain,
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For I am now in a merry vain,
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Lets play at that game, where the loosers do gain
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with their fa la, etc.
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But oh my own dear, why lyest thou so still?
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with thy fa la, etc.
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Art thou in a swound, or what is thy will,
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with thy fa la, etc.
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I prethee joy take no such grief
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Since I am so neer to thy reliefe,
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Oh, let me play the amorous thief
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with thy fa la, etc.
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My dearest of all, why holdst thou so fast,
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with a fa la, etc.
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Ile swear we will marry if thou wilt make haste
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with thy [f]a la etc.
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Cupid doth give us leave to play,
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Thy very blushes do betray
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That thou dost interpret what I have to say
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with a fa la, etc.
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Then on her Brow her Vaile she spred,
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with a fa la. etc:
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As if he'd been going to cut off her head
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with his fa la, etc.
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He with his Lips her mouth did wipe,
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And gave her many an earnest gripe,
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For just now my Lady was yielding ripe,
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with her fa la, etc.
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In what a fret was I in the tree,
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with a fa la, etc.
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That I had not then another by me,
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with her fa la, etc.
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Then I perceiv'd they whisper'd awhile,
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With many fair pleadings he did her beguile
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Sure something he show'd her which made her to smile
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with a fa la, etc.
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He said he was sure they could not be spyed
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with a fa la, etc.
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But I (if I durst) could have told him he ly'd
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with his fa la, etc.
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I fear'd I should be brought to light;
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She so often cast up her eyes so bright,
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The pleasure of love did so dazle her sight,
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and her fa la, etc,
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My Gamster could no longer forbear,
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her fa la, etc.
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No more should I, if I had been there,
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by her fa la, etc.
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I turn'd and served my body round,
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To see my Gallant scale the Town;
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But his getting up, made me tumble down,
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with a fa la, etc.
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Such was my fate, no mischief I had,
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with a fa la, etc.
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My Lovers both run as if they'd been mad,
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with their fa la, etc.
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And now I hope a warning 'twill be,
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How they in such sinful pleasures agree,
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For fear of the Devil that feel from the tr[ee]
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with his fa la la la la la la.
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