Song

• Go and catch a falling star,
• Get with child a mandrake root,
• Tell me where all past years are,
• Or who cleft the Devil’s foot;
• Teach me to hear mermaids singing,
• Or to keep off envy’s stinging,
• And find
• What wind
• Serves to advance an honest mind.
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• If thou be’st born to strange sights,
• Things invisible to see,
• Ride ten thousand days and nights
• Till Age snow white hairs on thee;
• Thou, when thou return’st, wilt tell me
• All strange wonders that befell thee,
• And swear
• No where
• Lives a woman true and fair.
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• If thou find’st one, let me know;
• Such a pilgrimage were sweet.
• Yet do not; I would not go,
• Though at next door we might meet.
• Though she were true when you met her,
• And last till you write your letter,
• Yet she
• Will be
• False, ere I come, to two or three.