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Song: I love the jocund dance

I LOVE the jocund dance,  
The softly breathing song,  
Where innocent eyes do glance,  
And where lisps the maiden’s tongue.  
 
I love the laughing vale,      
I love the echoing hill,  
Where mirth does never fail,  
And the jolly swain laughs his fill.  
 
I love the pleasant cot,  
I love the innocent bow’r,      
Where white and brown is our lot,  
Or fruit in the mid-day hour.  
 
I love the oaken seat,  
Beneath the oaken tree,  
Where all the old villagers meet,        
And laugh our sports to see.  
 
I love our neighbours all,  
But, Kitty, I better love thee;  
And love them I ever shall;  
But thou art all to me.

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