Maxioms by Francis Beaumont And John Fletcher
Look babies in your eyes, my pretty sweet one.
Look babies in your eyes, my pretty sweet one.
No better than you should be.
No better than you should be.
Come, sing now, sing; for I know you sing well;
I see you have a singing face.
Come, sing now, sing; for I know you sing well;
I see you have a singing face.
Thou wilt scarce be a man before thy mother.
Thou wilt scarce be a man before thy mother.
Sing a song of sixpence.
Sing a song of sixpence.
