Myn overschoon Annette
Sprak myne bruidegom,
Wilt dees roos op myn boezem zetten,
Ik omhels u wederom,
En zo smaaken wy met elkander. bis.
Deeze lieffelyke geur,
Zo trouwt Annette met Leander
In 't eelste van haar fleur.
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