Z 256 I gave her cakes, and I gave her ale [Neapolitan translation]

I gave her cakes, and I gave her ale,

and I gave her sack and sherry,

kiss'd her once, and I kissed her twice,

And we were wondrous merry.

I gave her beads and bracelets fine,

And I gave her gold, down derry.

I thought she was afear'd, till she stroked my beard,

And we were wondrous merry.

Merry, my heart's merry,

my cock's merry,

my spright's merry,

merry, merry.