MY LOVE IS GOOD.

My love is good, my love is feäir,

She's comely to behold, O,

In ev'rything that she do wear,

Altho' 'tis new or wold, O.

My heart do leäp to see her walk,

So straïght do step her veet, O,

My tongue is dum' to hear her talk,

Her vaïce do sound so sweet, O.

The flow'ry groun' wi' floor o' green

Do bear but vew, so good an' true.

When she do zit, then she do seem

The feäirest to my zight, O,

Till she do stan' an' I do deem,

She's feäirest at her height, O.

An' she do seem 'ithin a room

The feäirest on a floor, O,

Till I ageän do zee her bloom

Still feäirer out o' door, O.

Where flow'ry groun' wi' floor o' green

Do bear but vew, so good an' true.

An' when the deäisies be a-press'd

Below her vootsteps waïght, O,

Do seem as if she look'd the best

Ov all in walkèn gaït, O.

Till I do zee her zit upright

Behind the ho'ses neck, O,

A-holdèn wi' the raïn so tight

His tossèn head in check, O,

Where flow'ry groun' wi' floor o' green

Do bear but vew, so good an' true.

I wish I had my own free land

To keep a ho'se to ride, O,

I wish I had a ho'se in hand

To ride en at her zide, O.

Vor if I wer as high in rank

As any duke or lord, O,

Or had the goold the richest bank

Can shovel from his horde, O,

I'd love her still, if even then

She wer a leäser in a glen.