[00:00.06]I must go walk the woods so wild,[00:07.17]and wander here and there[00:14.04]in dred and dedly fere,[00:28.71]for where I trusted,I am begild,[01:10.44]and all for one.[01:10.77]Thus am I banisshed from by blis[01:11.64]by craft and false pretens,[01:22.56]fautles without offens,[01:23.04]as of return no certen is,[02:55.29]and all for fere of one.[02:55.77]The ronning stremes shall be my drinke,[02:57.03]acorns schall be my fode,[02:57.81]nothing may do me good,[04:25.68]but when your bewty I do think,[04:26.28]and all for love of one.