The false bride

1. O when that I saw my love in the church stand
With the glove pulling off and the ring in her hand,
I jumped in betwixt them and kissed the false bride,
Saying: ‘Adieu to false loves for ever!’

2. O when that I saw my love from the church go
Then I followed after with my heart full of woe:
I thought her sweet company better than wine,
Although she was tied to some other.

3. O when that I saw my love sit down at meat,
I sat down beside her, but nothing could eat.
I thought her sweet company better than meat,
Although she was tied to some other.

4. You dig me a grave that is long, wide and deep,
And strew’ it all over with flowers so sweet:
That I may lie down there, and take my long sleep,
And that’s the best way to forget her.

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