Willow, Willow, Willow Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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A poore soule sat sighing under a sicamore treeA
O willow willow willowB
With his hand on his bosom his head on his kneeA
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow shall be my garlandC
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He sigh'd in his singing and after each groneD
Come willow willow willowB
Come willow willow willowB
'I am dead to all pleasure my true love is goneE
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow shall be may garlandC
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'My love she is turned untrue she doth proveF
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
She renders me nothing but hate for my loveG
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the grene willow cA
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'O pitty me' cried he 'ye lovers each oneH
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Her heart's hard as marble she rues not my moneD
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow c '-
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The cold streams ran by him his eyes wept apaceI
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
The salt tears fell from him which drowned his faceI
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow cA
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The mute birds sate by him made tame by his monesJ
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
The salt tears fell from him which softened the stonesJ
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow shall be my garlandC
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'Let nobody blame me her scornes I do proveF
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
She was borne to be faire I to die for her loveG
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow cA
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'O that beauty should harbour a heart that's so hardK
Sing willow willow willowB
Sing willow willow willowB
My true love rejecting without all regardK
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow cA
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'Let love no more boast him in palace or bowerL
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
For women are trothles and flote in an houreL
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow cA
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'But what helps complaining In vaine I complaineD
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
I must patiently suffer her scorne and disdaineD
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow cA
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'Come all you forsaken and sit down by meA
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
He that 'plaines of his false love mine's falser than sheA
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow cA
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'The willow wreath weare I since my love did fleetM
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
A garland for lovers forsaken most meeteM
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow shall be my garland '-
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Part the SecondM
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'Lowe lay'd by my sorrow begot by disdaineD
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Against her too cruell still still I complaineD
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow shall be my garlandM
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'O love too injurious to wound my poore heartM
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
To suffer the triumph and joy in my smartM
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow cA
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'O willow willow willow the willow garlandM
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
A sign of her falsenesse before me doth standM
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow shall be my garlandM
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'As here it doth bid to despair and to dyeN
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
So hang it friends ore me in grave where I lyeN
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow cA
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'In grave where I rest mee hang this to the viewO
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Of all that doe knowe her to blaze her untrueO
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow cA
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'With these words engraven as epitaph meetM
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
'Here lyes one drank poyson for potion most sweet '-
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow cA
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'Though she thus unkindly hath scorned my loveG
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
And carelessly smiles at the sorrowes I proveF
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow cA
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'I cannot against her unkindly exclaimP
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Cause once well I loved her and honoured her nameP
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow shall be my garlandM
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'The name of her sounded so sweete in mine eareO
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
It rays'd my heart lightly the name of my deareO
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow cA
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'As then 'twas my comfort it now is my griefeF
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
It now brings me anguish then brought me reliefeF
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow cA
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'Farewell faire false hearted plaints end with my breathQ
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Thou dost loath me I love thee though cause of my deathQ
O willow willow willowB
O willow willow willowB
Sing O the greene willow shall be my garland '-

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