See also: Poems by all poets about girl and All poems by Thomas Morley
My bonny lass she smileth
My bonny lass she smileth
When she my heart beguileth. Fa la.
Smile less, dear love, therefore,
And you shall love me more. Fa la.
When she her sweet eye turneth,
O how my heart doth burneth! Fa la.
Dear love, call in their light,
O else you burn me quite! Fa la.