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There is a lady sweet and kind,

Was never a face so pleased my mind;

I did but see her passing by,

And yet, I'll love her till I die.

Her gesture, motion, and her smiles,

Her wit, her voice my heart beguiles,

Beguiles my heart, I know not why,

And yet, I'll love her till I die.

Cupid is winged and he doth range,

Her country, so, my love doth change:

But change she earth, or change she sky,

Yet, I will love her till I die.

-Thomas Ford