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bells dim
Oxlips in their cradles growing,
Marigolds on death-beds blowing,
   Larks'-heels trim

ohohoh come sing along
williams bridal song

All dear

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where the oxlips and the nodding violet grows.

Quite over canopied with luscious woodbine,
with sweet