letra de the mad maid's song - havergal brian
good-morrow to the day so fair
good-morning, sir to you;
good-morrow to mine own torn hair
bedabbled with the dew
good morning to this primrose too
good-morrow to each maid
that will with flowers the tomb bestrew
wherein my love is laid
ah! woe is me, woe, woe is me!
alack and well-a-day!
for pity, sir, find out that bee
which bore my love away
i’ll seek him in your bonnet brave
i’ll seek him in your eyes;
nay now i think they’ve made his grave
i’ th’ bed of strawberries
i’ll seek him there; i know ere this
the cold, cold earth doth shake him;
but i will go, or send a kiss
by you, sir, to awake him
pray hurt him not; though he be dead
he knows well who do love him
and who with green turfs rear his head
and who do rudely move him
he’s soft and tender (pray take heed);
with bands of cowslips bind him
and bring him home but ’tis decreed
that i shall never find him!
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