As I Walk Forth
As i walk forth one summer's day,
to view the meadows green and gay
A pleasent bower I espied,
standing fast by the river-side
And in't a maiden I heard cry,
alas alas there's none e'er lov'd as I
Then round the meadow did she walk,
catching each flower by the stalk
Such flowers as in the meadow grew,
the dead man's thumb and herb all blue
And as she pulled them still cried she,
alas alas there's none e'er lov'd like me
The flowers of the sweetest scents,
she bound about in knotty bents
And as she bound them up in bands,
she wept she sighed and wrung her hands
alas alas alas cried she
alas alas theres none e'er lov'd like me
When she had filled her apron full,
of such green things as she could cull
the green leaves served her for her bed,
the flowers a pillow for her head
then down she laid never more did speak,
alas alas with love her heart did break
This is a beautiful song...and when i first read the words i thought it w as about a woman in a meadow picking flowers sad about losing a love and falling asleep in the meadow..but after further research and such, found out that she actually drowns herself...
to view the meadows green and gay
A pleasent bower I espied,
standing fast by the river-side
And in't a maiden I heard cry,
alas alas there's none e'er lov'd as I
Then round the meadow did she walk,
catching each flower by the stalk
Such flowers as in the meadow grew,
the dead man's thumb and herb all blue
And as she pulled them still cried she,
alas alas there's none e'er lov'd like me
The flowers of the sweetest scents,
she bound about in knotty bents
And as she bound them up in bands,
she wept she sighed and wrung her hands
alas alas alas cried she
alas alas theres none e'er lov'd like me
When she had filled her apron full,
of such green things as she could cull
the green leaves served her for her bed,
the flowers a pillow for her head
then down she laid never more did speak,
alas alas with love her heart did break
This is a beautiful song...and when i first read the words i thought it w as about a woman in a meadow picking flowers sad about losing a love and falling asleep in the meadow..but after further research and such, found out that she actually drowns herself...