My Lady Love

Robert C O Benjamin

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There are none so happy as my love and I,
None so joyous, blythe and free;
The reason is, that I love her,
And the reason is, she loves me.

There are none so sweet as my own fond love;
None so beautious or true;
Her equal I could never find,
Though I search the whole world thro'.

There's no love so true as my lady sweet;
None so constant to its troth;
There's naught on earth like her so dear,
No queen her equal in her worth.

So there's none so happy as my love and I;
None so blissful, blythe and free,
And the reason is that I am hers,
And she, in truth, belongs to me.

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