Isle of St Helena/Dull Care

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4130999Isle of St Helena — Dull CareAnonymous
DULL CARE.

Begone, dull care, I pray thee begone from me
Begone, dull care, you and I can never agree,
Long time thou hast been tarrying here, and fain thou would’st me kill,
But faith, dull care, you never shall have thy will

Too much care will make a young man grey,
And too much care will turn an old man to clay;
My wife shall dance, and I shall sing so merrily pass the day,
For I hold it one of the wisest things, to drive dull care away.

FINIS.