"Lowe lay'd by my sorrow, begot by disdaine,
O willow, willow, willow!
Against her too cruell, still, still I complaine.
O willow, willow, willow!
O willow, willow, willow!5
Sing, O the greene willow shall be my garland!
"O love too injurious, to wound my poore heart,
O willow, &c.
To suffer the triumph, and joy in my smart!
O willow, &c.10
Sing, O the greene willow, &c.
"O willow, willow, willow! the willow garlànd,
O willow, &c.
A sign of her falsenesse before me doth stand.
O willow, &c.15
Sing, O the greene willow shall be my garland.
"As here it doth bid to despair and to dye,
O willow, &c.
So hang it, friends, ore me in grave where I lye.
O willow, &c.20
Sing, O the greene willow, &c.
"In grave where I rest mee, hang this to the view,
O willow, &c.
Of all that doe knowe her, to blaze her untrue.
O willow, &c.25
Sing, O the greene willow, &c.
"With these words engraven, as epitaph meet,
O willow, &c.
'Here lyes one, drank poyson for potion most sweet.'
O willow, &c.30
Sing, O the greene willow, &c.
"Though she thus unkindly hath scorned my love,
O willow, &c.
And carelesly smiles at the sorrowes I prove;
O willow, &c.35
Sing, O the greene willow, &c.
"I cannot against her unkindly exclaim,
O willow, &c.
Cause once well I loved her, and honoured her name.
O willow, &c.40
Sing, O the greene willow shall be my garland.