Since all thy vows, false maid
Are blown to air
And my poor heart betray'd
To sad despair
Into some wilderness
My grief I will express
And thy hardheartedness
O cruel Fair!

Some gloomy place I'll find
Some doleful shade
Where neither sun nor wind
E'er entrance had:
Into that hollow cave
There will I sigh and rave
Because thou dost behave
So faithlessly

I'll have no funeral fire
Nor tears for me
No grave do I desire
No obsequie;
The courteous redbreast, he
With leaves will cover me
And sing my elegy
With doleful voice
And when a ghost I am
I'll visit thee:
O thou deceitful dame
Whose cruelty
Has kill'd the kindest heart
That e'er felt Cupid's dart
And never can desert
From loving thee