O a day, a day in the merry month of May,
I went out on a day.
Fortune’s fool, I went out though I didn’t know the way,
I didn’t know the way.
Where’s he gone? My love with the eyes of blue and gray.
He’s gone out on a day.
Seasons come and seasons so quickly blow away,
I cannot make them stay.
I’m untried, I know not of men and their cruel ways,
Or how to make them stay,
How to love, my fingers all slick with slipping days,
I cannot, cannot make them stay.
O, a moment – my heart leapt, I blushed to meet his gaze.
Now everything has changed.
The hemlocks shiver, the cold scotch broom, it bends and waves,
And I don’t know his name.
O, his smile – and I thought, sure, to have one taste,
But twice the pledge was paid.
When I awoke and turned for to ask of my love his name,
I found the forest changed.
The forest changed!
Still sweet blooms the hawthorn, and sweet still, O the gorse does remain.
It’s only I have changed.
Still sweet sings the woodlark. More sweet, still, the nightingale’s refrain,
And I have ears in vain.
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