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It was a knight of the southern land	A
Rode forth upon the way	B
When the birds sang sweet on either hand	A
About the middle of the May	B
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But when he came to the lily close	C
Thereby so fair a maiden stood	D
That neither the lily nor the rose	E
Seemed any longer fair nor good	D
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All hail thou rose and lily bough	F
What dost thou weeping here	G
For the days of May are sweet enow	H
And the nights of May are dear	I
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Well may I weep and make my moan	H
Who am bond and captive here	G
Well may I weep who lie alone	H
Though May be waxen dear	I
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And is there none shall ransom thee	J
Mayst thou no borrow find	K
Nay what man may my borrow be	J
When all my wealth is left behind	K
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Perchance some ring is left with thee	J
Some belt that did thy body bind	K
Nay no man may my borrow be	J
My rings and belt are left behind	K
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The shoes that the May blooms kissed on thee	J
Might yet be things to some men s mind	K
Nay no man may my borrow be	J
My golden shoes are left behind	K
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The milk white sark that covered thee	J
A dear bought token some should find	K
Nay no man may my borrow be	J
My silken sark is left behind	K
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The kiss of thy mouth and the love of thee	J
Better than world s wealth should I find	K
Nay thou mayst not my borrow be	J
For all my love is left behind	K
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A year agone come Midsummer night	L
I woke by the Northern sea	J
I lay and dreamed of my delight	L
Till love no more would let me be	J
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Seaward I went by night and cloud	M
To hear the white swans sing	N
But though they sang both clear and loud	M
I hearkened a sweeter thing	N
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O sweet and sweet as none may tell	O
Was the speech so close twixt lip and lip	P
But fast unseen the black oars fell	O
That drave to shore the rover s ship	P
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My love lay bloody on the strand	A
Ere stars were waxen wan	H
Naught lacketh graves the Northern land	A
If to day it lack a lovelier man	H
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I sat and wept beside the mast	Q
When the stars were gone away	B
Naught lacketh the Northland joy gone past	Q
If it lack the night and day	B
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Is there no place in any land	A
Where thou wouldst rather be than here	G
Yea a lone grave on a cold sea strand	A
My heart for a little holdeth dear	I
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Of all the deeds that women do	R
Is there none shall bring thee some delight	L
To lie down and die where lay we two	R
Upon Midsummer night	L
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I will bring thee there where thou wouldst be	J
A borrow shalt thou find	K
Wherewith shall I reward it thee	J
For wealth and good hap left behind	K
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A kiss from lips that love not me	J
A good night somewhat kind	K
A narrow house to share with thee	J
When we leave the world behind	K
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They have taken ship and sailed away	B
Across the Southland main	H
They have sailed by hills were green and gay	B
A land of goods and gain	H
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They have sailed by sea cliffs stark and white	L
And hillsides fair enow	H
They have sailed by lands of little night	L
Where great the groves did grow	S
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They have sailed by islands in the sea	J
That the clouds lay thick about	T
And into a main where few ships be	J
Amidst of dread and doubt	T
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With broken mast and battered side	U
They drave amidst the tempest s heart	V
But why should death to these betide	U
Whom love did hold so well apart	V
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The flood it drave them toward the strand	A
The ebb it drew them fro	S
The swallowing seas that tore the land	A
Cast them ashore and let them go	S
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Is this the land is this the land	A
Where life and I must part a twain	H
Yea this is e en the sea washed strand	A
That made me yoke fellow of pain	H
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The strand is this the sea is this	W
The grey bent and the mountains grey	B
But no mound here his grave mound is	X
Where have they borne my love away	B
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What man is this with shield and spear	I
Comes riding down the bent to us	Y
A goodly man forsooth he were	Z
But for his visage piteous	Y
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Ghost of my love so kind of yore	A2
Art thou not somewhat gladder grown	H
To feel my feet upon this shore	A2
O love thou shalt not long be lone	H
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Ghost of my love each day I come	B2
To see where God first wrought us wrong	C2
Now kind thou com st to call me home	D2
Be sure I shall not tarry long	C2
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Come here my love come here for rest	E2
So sore as my body longs for thee	J
My heart shall beat against thy breast	E2
As arms of thine shall comfort me	J
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Love let thy lips depart no more	A2
From those same eyes they once did kiss	Y
The very bosom wounded sore	A2
When sorrow clave the heart of bliss	Y
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O was it day or was it night	L
As there they told their love again	H
The high tide of the sun s delight	L
Or whirl of wind and drift of rain	H
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Speak sweet my love of how it fell	O
And how thou cam st across the sea	J
And what kind heart hath served thee well	O
And who thy borrow there might be	J
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Naught but the wind and sea made moan	H
As hastily she turned her round	F2
From light clouds wept the morn alone	H
Not the dead corpse upon the ground	F2
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O look my love for here is he	J
Who once of all the world was kind	K
And led my sad heart o er the sea	J
And now must he be left behind	K
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She kissed his lips that yet did smile	G2
She kissed his eyes that were not sad	H2
O thou who sorrow didst beguile	G2
And now wouldst have me wholly glad	H2
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A little gift is this she said	I2
Thou once hadst deemed great gift enow	H
Yet surely shalt thou rest thine head	I2
Where I one day shall lie alow	G2
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There shalt thou wake to think of me	J
And by thy face my face shall find	K
And I shall then thy borrow be	J
When all the world is left behind	K

William Morris

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