“ ‘If you’ll come to the Bower I’ve shaded for you,

Your bed shan’t be roses all spangled with doo:

Will you, will you, will you, will you, come to the Bower?

Oh, won’t you, won’t you, won’t you, won’t you, come to the Bower?’ ”

“ ‘If you’ll come to the Bower I’ve shaded for you, Your bed shan’t be roses all spangled with doo: Will you, will you, will you, will you, come to the Bower? Oh, won’t you, won’t you, won’t you, won’t you, come to the Bower?’ ”