Day, Novell

1    3, Song| my hopes betray,~ ~ And stole my dearest Love from me
2    4,    5| at length, they closely stole~ ~away the potte of Basile
3    4,   10| And the~ ~theeves which stole away the Chest, were condemned
4    8,    5| or Cloakebag which he~ ~stole from me: hee urgeth this
5    8,    6| you all, that whosoever stole the Brawne hence, cannot
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