Ah! Do not grieve

Ah! Do not grieve,
My gentlest heart,
For my ill fortune,
Or my reckless tongue.

Ah! Do not grieve,
Ah! Do not grieve.

Ah! Do not grieve,
My flighty muse
Has left me long
To tarry in despair.

Ah! Do not grieve,
Ah! Do not grieve.

Ah! Do not grieve,
My bleeding heart
Has loved too much
And would prefer to die.

Ah! Do not grieve,
Ah! Do not grieve.

Ah! Do not grieve,
My rose of may,
For wretched soul
About to depart.

Ah! Do not grieve,
Ah! Do not grieve.

Ah! Do not grieve,
The time is short
For those who love
And those who die.

Ah! Do not grieve,
Ah! Do not grieve.

Perchance I may,
If thou be kind and true,
To carry love beyond –
The one I bore for you.