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For what is the wealth which the Indies impart,
Compar'd with the girl of my heart?
Then give me the girl of my heart.
Tell her I love her.
TELL her I love her while the clouds drop rain,
Or while there's water in the pathly main;
Tell her I love her till this life be o'er,
And then my ghost shall visit this sweet shore:
Tell her I only ask she'll think on me—
I'll love her while there's salt within the sea:
Tell her all this; tell it, tell it o'er and o'er,
I'll love her while there's salt within the sea:
Tell her all this; tell it o'er and o'er;
The anchor's weigh'd, or I would tell her more.
Only tell her that I love.
ONLY tell her that I love,
Leave the rest to her and fate,
Some kind planet from above;
Only tell her how I love.
Why, oh why should I despair?
Mercy's painted in her eye:
If she does vouchsafe to hear,
Welcome Hope, and farewell Fear.
Ye zephyrs, on your balmy gale,
Bear to my fair the tender tale.
And whisp'ring softly from above,
Only tell her that I love;
Tell her softly, only tell her that I love.
Only tell her that I love.
