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Blow Away the Morning Dew

Upon the sweetest summer time in the middle of the morn,
A pretty damsel I espied, the fairest ever born.

Chorus

And sing, blow away the morning dew,
The dew, and the dew.
Blow away the morning dew.
How sweet the winds do blow.

The yellow cowslip by the brim, the daffodil as well,
The timid primrose, pale and trim, the pretty snowdrop bell.

(Chorus)

She’s gone with all those flowers sweet of white of red and blue.
And unto me about my feet is only left the rue.

(Chorus)