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Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury. 1875.

The Shepherd Tonie

XVII. Colin

BEAUTY sat bathing by a spring

Where fairest shades did hide her;

The winds blew calm, the birds did sing,

The cool streams ran beside her.

My wanton thoughts enticed mine eye

To see what was forbidden;

But better memory said, fie!

So vain desire was chidden:—

Hey nonny nonny O!

Hey nonny nonny!

Into a slumber then I fell,

When fond imagination

Seemèd to see, but could not tell

Her feature or her fashion.

But ev’n as babes in dreams do smile,

And sometimes fall a-weeping,

So I awaked, as wise this while

As when I fell a-sleeping:—

Hey nonny nonny O!

Hey nonny nonny!