Rondeau

James Henry Leigh Hunt

Jenny kiss'd me when we met,
  Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
  Sweets into your list, put that in!
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad,
  Say that health and welth have miss'd me,
Say I'm growing old, but add,
    Jenny kiss'd me.

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