| Lyrics: | HOW SHOULD I YOUR TRUE LOVE KNOW
How should I your true love know
From another
one?
By his cockle hat and staff
And his sandal shoon.
He is dead and gone,
lady,
He is dead and gone;
At his head a grass-green turf
At his heels a
stone.
White his shroud as the mountain snow,
Larded with sweet flowers.
Which
bewept to the grave did not go
With true-love showers.
Note: The forst of
Shakespeare's Ophelia's "Mad Songs", Hamlet,
Act IV Scene 5.
@love
@death
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