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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=346143" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Willow, Willow, Willow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A poore soule sat sighing under a sicamore tree;<br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>With his hand on his bosom, his head on his knee:<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow shall be my garland.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He sigh'd in his singing, and after each grone,<br>Come willow, willow, willow! <br>Come willow, willow, willow!<br>'I am dead to all pleasure, my true-love is gone.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow shall be may garland.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'My love she is turned; untrue she doth prove;<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>She renders me nothing but hate for my love.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the grene willow, &c.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O pitty me' (cried he), 'ye lovers each one;<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Her heart's hard as marble; she rues not my mone.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow, &c.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The cold streams ran by him, his eyes wept apace;<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>The salt tears fell from him, which drowned his face.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow, &c.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The mute birds sate by him, made tame by his mones;<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>The salt tears fell from him, which softened the stones.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow shall be my garland!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Let nobody blame me, her scornes I do prove;<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>She was borne to be faire; I, to die for her love.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow, &c. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O that beauty should harbour a heart that's so hard!<br>Sing willow, willow, willow! <br>Sing willow, willow, willow!<br>My true love rejecting without all regard.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow, &c. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Let love no more boast him in palace or bower;<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>For women are trothles, and flote in an houre.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow, &c.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'But what helps complaining? In vaine I complaine:<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>I must patiently suffer her scorne and disdaine.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow, &c.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Come, all you forsaken, and sit down by me,<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>He that 'plaines of his false love, mine's falser than she.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow, &c. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The willow wreath weare I, since my love did fleet;<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>A garland for lovers forsaken most meete.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow shall be my garland!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Part the Second</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'Lowe lay'd by my sorrow, begot by disdaine,<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Against her too cruell, still, still I complaine.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow shall be my garland!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O love too injurious, to wound my poore heart,<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>To suffer the triumph, and joy in my smart!<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow, &c. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O willow, willow, willow! the willow garland,<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>A sign of her falsenesse before me doth stand.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow shall be my garland.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'As here it doth bid to despair and to dye,<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>So hang it, friends, ore me in grave where I lye.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow, &c.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'In grave where I rest mee, hang this to the view,<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Of all that doe knowe her, to blaze her untrue. <br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow, &c. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'With these words engraven, as epitaph meet,<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>'Here lyes one, drank poyson for potion most sweet.'<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow, &c.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Though she thus unkindly hath scorned my love,<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>And carelessly smiles at the sorrowes I prove;<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow, &c. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I cannot against her unkindly exclaim,<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Cause once well I loved her, and honoured her name.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow shall be my garland.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The name of her sounded so sweete in mine eare,<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>It rays'd my heart lightly, the name of my deare;<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow, &c. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'As then 'twas my comfort, it now is my griefe;<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>It now brings me anguish; then brought me reliefe.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow, &c. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Farewell, faire false-hearted, plaints end with my breath!<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Thou dost loath me, I love thee, though cause of my death.<br>O willow, willow, willow! <br>O willow, willow, willow!<br>Sing, O the greene willow shall be my garland.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anonymous+Olde+English">Anonymous Olde English</a><div class=q>
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O willow, willow, willow!
With his hand on his bosom, his head on his knee:
O willow, willow, willow! 
O willow, willow, willow!
Sing, O the greene willow shall be my garland.

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