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Three merry boys, and three merry boys,
And three merry boys are we.
As ever did sing in a hempen string
Under the gallows tree.
Rollo, Duke of Normandy, or The Bloody Brother (1617)
And he that will to bed go sober
Falls with the leaf in October.
Rollo, Duke of Normandy, or The Bloody Brother (1617)
Drink today, and drown all sorrow;
You shall perhaps not do't tomorrow.
Rollo, Duke of Normandy, or The Bloody Brother (1617)
Hide, oh, hide those hills of snow
Which thy frozen bosom bears,
On whose tops the pinks that grow
Are of those that April wears!
But first set my poor heart free,
Bound in those icy chains by thee.
Rollo, Duke of Normandy, or The Bloody Brother (1617)