The Light of Other Days

1.

When days of frost and snow were over,
I told the sleepless moon,
I told the stars, that my true lover
Would see his Mary soon:
Now, children seek the daisied closes,
Birds sing the green world o'er,
And woodbines wed the wild hedge roses,
But William comes no more!

2.

Ere wintry days again are over,
Ere daisies come again,
I shall not need a faithless lover,
Nor wish for rest in vain:
Oh, Woodbine flower, our last was spoken
Where now thou flauntest free!
Oh, wild Hedge Rose, my heart is broken!
Thou bloom'st in vain for me.
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