I wonder whether the girls are mad
And I wonder whether they mean to kill
And I wonder if William Bond will die
For assuredly he is very ill
He went to church on a May morning
Attended by fairies, one, two, and three
But the Angels of Providence drove them away
And he returned home in misery
He went not out to the field nor fold
He went not out to the village nor town
But he came home in a black, black cloud
Took to his bed and there lay down
And on his right hand was Mary Green
And on his left hand his his Sister Jane
And their tears fell through the black, black cloud
To drive away that sick man's pain
Mary I do another love
Another I love far better than thee
And another I will have for my wife
Then what have I to do with thee?
For thou art melancholy pale
And on thy head is the cold moon's shine
But she is ruddy and bright as day
And the sunbeams dazzle from her eyes
I thought love lived in the hot sunshine
But oh, he lives in the moony light
I thought to find love in the heat of day
But sweet, sweet love is the comforter of night
Seek love in the pity of others' woe
In the gentle relief of another's care
In the darkness of the night and the winter's snow
Seek love there
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