greensleeves

 greensleeves 

they played greensleeves for me

and the whole of england blew about me 

it was march when the hares were seen 

and the skylarks were higher than could be seen

when the castle walls warmed higher and higher

and the nettles budded impudently in the briar

and there the wold unfolded untold days

away to the seas that fill our bays

swell swell swell the hills and dells

and the oceans of the world that spell

home to me upon this playful isle

music in thee english style

they played greensleeves for me

again and again

and again