Lady Greensleeves

Alas, my love, ye do me wrong,
　　To cast me off discurteously.
　　And I have loved you so long,
　　Delighting in your company.

　　

　　Greensleeves was all my joy,
　　Greensleeves was my delight:
　　Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
　　And who but lady greensleeves.
　　

I have been ready at your hand,
　　To grant whatever your would crave.
　　I have both waged life and land,
　　Your love and good will for to have.

　　

　　Thy smoke of silk, both fair and white,
　　With gold embroidered gorgeously:
　　The petticoat of sendal right’
　　And thus I brought thee gladly.

　　
　　Thy girdle of gold so red,
　　With pearls bedecked sumptuously:
　　The like no other lasses had,
　　And yet thou wouldst not love me.

　　

　　Greensleeves now farewell, adieu,
　　God I pray to prosper thee:
　　For I am still thy lover true,
　　Come once again and love me.