THE GREENWOOD TREE.
Why did I love the sunlit leaves
That rustl'd on the greenwood tree?
Why did I love the shade beneath?
'Twas there we wander'd, thou and me,—
'Twas there! 'twas there with thee
That rustl'd on the greenwood tree?
Why did I love the shade beneath?
'Twas there we wander'd, thou and me,—
'Twas there! 'twas there with thee
Why did I love the gentle veil
Of colour'd light on hill and lea,
When soften'd day began to fade?
'Twas thus we did the far-off see.
Thou, only thou and me!
Of colour'd light on hill and lea,
When soften'd day began to fade?
'Twas thus we did the far-off see.
Thou, only thou and me!
And here again, while Autumn winds
Disrobe the beauteous greenwood tree,
And clouds obscure that scene afar,
I stray alone, and think of thee,
Beneath our own dear tree!
Disrobe the beauteous greenwood tree,
And clouds obscure that scene afar,
I stray alone, and think of thee,
Beneath our own dear tree!