[Footnote 12: Verses 6 & 7, and there have been others of like moralising nature, were added when the character of the May-Day visit was altered from one of lovers to their sweet-hearts into one of children seeking May-Gifts. Then the 'Kisses three' were changed to 'Pennies one or three.'] No. 48 THE LOVER'S TASKS C.J.S. [Music] 1 _He:_ O buy me, my Lady, a cambric shirt Whilst every grove rings with a merry antine (_antienne anthem_) And stitch it without any needle work And thou shalt be a true lover of mine. 2 O thou must wash it in yonder well, Whilst every grove &c. Where never a drop of water in fell, And thou shalt &c. 3 And thou must bleach it on yonder grass, Whilst every grove &c. Where never a foot or hoof did pass. And thou shalt &c. 4 And thou must hang it upon a white thorn, Whilst every grove &c. That never blossom'd since Adam was born And thou shalt &c. 5 And when these works are finished and done Whilst every grove &c. I'll take and marry thee under the sun. And thou shalt &c. 6[13] _She:_ Thou must buy for me an acre of land, Whilst every grove &c. Between the salt sea and the yellow sand And thou shalt &c. 7 Thou must plough it o'er with a horses horn Whilst every grove &c. And sow it over with a pepper corn, And thou shalt &c. 8 Thou must reap it, too, with a piece of leather, Whilst every grove &c. And bind it up with a peacock's feather, And thou shalt &c. 9 Thou must take it up in a bottomless sack, Whilst every grove &c. And bear it to the mill on a butterfly's back. And thou shalt &c. 10 And when these works are finished and done Whilst every grove &c. I'll take and marry thee under the sun. And thou shalt &c. [Footnote 13: All the second part may be omitted.] No. 49 LULLABY H.F.S. [Music] 1 Sleep, baby sleep! Dad is not nigh, Tossed on the deep, Lul-lul-a-by! Moon shining bright, Dropping of dew. Owls hoot all night To-whit! to-whoo! 2 Sleep, baby sleep! Dad is away, Tossed on the deep, Looking for day. In the hedge row Glow-worms alight, Rivulets flow, All through the night. 3 Sleep, baby sleep! Dad is afar, Tossed on the deep, Watching a star. Clock going--tick, Tack--in the dark. On the hearth-brick, Dies the last spark. 4 Sleep, baby sleep! What! not a wink! Dad on the deep, What will he think? Baby dear, soon Daddy will come, Bringing red shoon For baby at home. No. 50 THE GIPSY COUNTESS PART I. C.J.S.