Aspatia's Song
Lay a garland on my hearse,
Of the dismal yew;
Maidens, willow branches bear;
Say I died true. II, i
My Love was false, but I was firm
From my hour of birth.
Upon my buried body lay
Lightly, gently, earth.
Of the dismal yew;
Maidens, willow branches bear;
Say I died true. II, i
My Love was false, but I was firm
From my hour of birth.
Upon my buried body lay
Lightly, gently, earth.
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