Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXXV. Love And Matrimony.

    Can you make me a cambric shirt,
        Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;
    Without any seam or needlework?
        And you shall be a true lover of mine.

    Can you wash it in yonder well,
        Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;
    Where never sprung water, nor rain ever fell?
        And you shall be a true lover of mine.

    Can you dry it on yonder thorn,
        Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;
    Which never bore blossom since Adam was born?
        And you shall be a true lover of mine.

    Now you have ask'd me questions three,
        Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;
    I hope you'll answer as many for me,
        And you shall be a true lover of mine.

    Can you find me an acre of land,
        Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;
    Between the salt water and the sea sand?
        And you shall be a true lover of mine.

    Can you plough it with a ram's horn,
        Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;
    And sow it all over with one pepper-corn?
        And you shall be a true lover of mine.

    Can you reap it with a sickle of leather,
        Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;
    And bind it up with a peacock's feather?
        And you shall be a true lover of mine.

    When you have done and finish'd your work,
        Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;
    Then come to me for your cambric shirt,
        And you shall be a true lover of mine.

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Nursery Rhyme. CXCIII. Riddles.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXXVII. Love And Matrimony.

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