| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907. | | | | ’Twas I That Paid for All Things | | Anonymous |
| | | ’TWAS I that paid for all things, | |
| ’Twas others drank the wine, | |
| I cannot now recall things; | |
| Live but a fool, to pine. | |
| ’Twas I that beat the bush, | 5 |
| The bird to others flew; | |
| For she, alas! hath left me. | |
| Falero! lero! loo! | |
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| If ever that Dame Nature | |
| (For this false lover’s sake) | 10 |
| Another pleasing creature | |
| Like unto her would make; | |
| Let her remember this, | |
| To make the other true! | |
| For this, alas! hath left me. | 15 |
| Falero! lero! loo! | |
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| No riches now can raise me, | |
| No want makes me despair, | |
| No misery amaze me, | |
| Nor yet for want I care: | 20 |
| I have lost a World itself, | |
| My earthly Heaven, adieu! | |
| Since she, alas! hath left me. | |
| Falero! lero! loo! | | | | |
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