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In the merry month of May,
In a morn by break of day,
With a troop of damsels playing,
Forth I went forsooth a maying.
Where anon by a wood side,
Where as May was in his pride,
I espied all alone,
Phillida and Corydon.
Much ado there was, God wot!
He would love, and she would not,
She said, never man was true,
He says none was false to you;
In the merry month of May,
In a morn by break of day,
With a troop of damsels playing,
Forth I went forsooth a maying.
He said he had loved her long;
She says love should have no wrong.
Corydon would kiss her then;
She says maids must kiss no men,
Till they do for good and all,
When she made the shepherd call
All the heavens to witness truth,
Never loved a truer youth.
Then with many a pretty oath,
Yes and nay, and faith and troth.
Such as silly shepherds use
When they will not love abuse.
She said, never man was true,
He says none was false to you;
In the merry month of May,
In a morn by break of day,
With a troop of damsels playing,
Forth I went forsooth a maying.
