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11 O come on my loue, we will go forth into the felde, & take oure lodgynge in the villages.
12 In the mornynge wyll we go se the vyneyarde: we will se yf the vyne be spronge forth, yf the grapes be growne, and yf the pomgranates be shot out. There will I geue the my brestes: