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Reproach me not—my mother, now!
But let me take the marriage vow—
At love's soft name my bosom sighs,
And love is bursting from mine eyes.Gá gsem Češka hezaunká.
I am a bohemian maid,
Blue eyed; fair and airy;
Would you know my name? my name
Is no name but Mary.
What's to you if I have fled,
Fled to love's embraces,
Eaten hips of eglantine,[1]
Slept in thorny places.
- ↑ Šjpek—the red hips of the wild rose.
