COME TO THE GREENWOOD TREE.

By 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!