For thou has beckoned me near
Thy wish my heart yours to hold
That I might serve you dear
What might I grant thee My Lord
Do thy desire thy comely wench
To take of thy need
Or warm thy seat bench
I take of thy hand
Pressed warm lips of mine
That you might take with you
My kiss of this time
Touch now my heart
For thine it is to hold
My warmth from you no part
For thine is my heart of gold
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