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THE UNQUIET GRAVE (3), by             Poem Explanation        
First Line: Cold blows the wind to my true love
Last Line: "sweet christ in heaven, hold my song / and take my life away"
Subject(s): Love


Cold blows the wind to my true love,
And a few small drops of rain,
I never had but one true love,
And in greenwood he was slain,

I'll do as much for my true love
As any young girl may;
I'll sit and weep down by his grave
For a twelve months and a day.

When twelve months were done and past,
This young man, he arose:
What makes you weep by my grave,
I can't take my repose.

One kiss of your lily-white lips,
One kiss is all I crave;
One kiss of your lily-white lips
And return back to your grave.

My lips, they are as cold as clay;
My breath is earthy and strong;
If you would kiss my lily-white lips,
Your days would not be long.

My time be long, my time be short,
Tomorrow or today;
Sweet Christ in heaven, hold my song
And take my life away.





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