Something goodI have a little sister
Far beyond the sea,
And many love tokens
Has she sent me
She sent me a cherry
Without any stone;
She sent me a dove
Without any bone;
She sent me a briar
Without branch or leaf
She bade my lover
Without any grief.
How can there be a cherry
Without any stone?
How can there be a dove
Without any bone?
How can there be a briar
Without branch or leaf?
How can I love my lover
Without any grief?
When the cherry was a blossom,
It had no stone;
When the dove was an egg,
It had no bone;
When the briar was a seed,
It lacked branch and leaf;
So having what she loves,
A girl's without grief.
Medieval English Poem, minstrel manuscript Sloane.
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