Thou standest in the greenwoods now

T. Fisk

Thou standest in the greenwoods now

The place the hour the same

And here the fresh leaves gleam and glow

And there down in the lake below

The tiny ripples flame

But where is he today today?

O question not with me

I will not Lady only say

Where may thy lover be?

Is he upon some distant shore?

Or is he on the sea?

Or is the heart thou dost adore

A faithless heart to thee?

The heart I love what're betide

Is faithful as the grave

And neither foreign lands divide

Nor yet the rolling wave

Then why should sorrow cloud that brow

And tears those eyes bedim?

Reply this once is it that thou

Has faithless been to him?

I gazed upon the cloudless moon

And loved her all the night

Till morning came and ardent noon

Then I forgot her light

No not forgot eternally

Remains its memory dear

But could the day seem dark to me

Because the night was fair?

I well may mourn that only one

Can light my future sky

Even thou by such a radiant sky

My moon of life must die