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1811–1863

COME TO THE GREENWOOD TREE.

William Makepeace Thackeray

Come to the greenwood tree, Come where the dark woods be, Dearest, O come with me! Let us rove — O my love — O my love!

Come —‘ tis the moonlight hour, Dew is on leaf and flower, Come to the linden bower,— Let us rove — O my love — O my love!

Dark is the wood, and wide Dangers, they say, betide; But, at my Albert's side, Nought I fear, O my love — O my love!

Welcome the greenwood tree, Welcome the forest free, Dearest, with thee, with thee, Nought I fear, O my love — O my love!

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