Fine knacks for ladies, cheap, choice, brave and new!
Good pennyworths - but money cannot prove
I keep a fair but for the fair to view
A beggar may be liberal of love

Though all my wares be trash
The heart is true, the heart is true
Though all my wares be trash
The heart is true, the heart is true

Great gifts are guiles and look for gifts again;
My trifles come as treasures from my mind
It is a precious jewel to be plain
Sometimes in shell the orient pearls we find

Of others take a sheaf, of me a grain
Of me a grain
Of others take a sheaf, of me a grain
Of me a grain

Within this pack pins, points, laces and gloves
And divers toys fitting a country fair;
But my heart lives, where duty serves and loves
Turtles and twins, court's brood, a heav'nly pair

Happy the heart that thinks of no removes!
Of no removes
Happy the heart that thinks of no removes!
Of no removes