43 … XXXVIII Were three brethren out of SpainCome to court your daughter JANE. My daughter JANE, she is too young,She has no skill in a flattering tongue. Be she young, or be she old,Its for her gold she must be sold:So fare you well, my lady gay,We must return another day.
Nursery rhymes
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