The very first love that ever I had

In greenwood he was slain.”

The maiden being engaged to the dead man can obtain no release from him till he restores to her her freedom. She goes and sits on his grave and weeps.

“A twelvemonth and a day being up,

The ghost began to speak;

Why sit you here by my grave side

From dusk till dawning break?”

She replies:—

“O think upon the garden, love,

Where you and I did walk;