Jealousy
`The myrtle bush grew shady
Down by the ford.'
`Is it even so?' said my lady.
`Even so!' said my lord.
`The leaves are set too thick together
For the point of a sword.
`The arras in your room hands close,
No light between!
You wedded one of those that see unseen.'
`Is it even so?' said the King's Majesty.
`Even so!' said the Queen.
Marriage
No more alone sleeping, no more alone waking,
Thy dreams divided, thy prayers in twain;
Thy merry sisters tonight forsaking,
Never shall we see, maiden, again.
Never shall we see thee, thine eyes glancing.
Flashing with laughter and wild in glee,
Under the mistletoe kissing and dancing,
Wantonly free.
There shall come a matron walking sedately,
Low-voiced, gentle, wise in reply.
Tell me, O tell me, can I love her greatly?
All for her sake the maiden must die!
'My True Love Hath My Heart And I Have
His'
None ever was in love with me but grief.
She wooed me from the day that I was born;
She stole my playthings first, the jealous thief,
And left me there forlorn.
The birds that in my garden would have sung,
She scared away with her unending moan;
She slew my lovers too when I was young,
And left me there alone.
Grief, I have cursed thee often - now at last
To hate thy name I am no longer free;
Caught in thy bony arms and prisoned fast,
I love no love but thee.
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