Look for me, by the willow tree,
I'll be in the water,
Face down, long drowned,
in tears that never falter,
While I sink, I bethink--
a boy I loved long ago,
We star-crossed, him I lost,
to a shroud of sorrow,
Deepest sadness, turned to madness,
the depth of it as yet unguessed,
Sweet prince I pray, that someday,
angels shall sing you to your rest,
Love was spoken, with gifts as token,
his promises I believed,
Honey-sweet vows, broken like boughs,
I was the more deceived,
Look for me, by the willow tree,
I'll be in the water,
mermaid-gowned, soon drowned,
Lamentation's daughter,
Shed a tear, for my father dear,
I weep to think of him alone,
laid in a cold bed, with turf for his spread,
and for his pillow a stone,
I kept no protection, from tenders of affection,
ignoring his sage advice,
Speeches of desire, proved truth to be a liar,
and I have paid the price,
Undulant, now I chant,
for grief I will no more abide,
My regrets, with the violets,
all withered when he died,
Look for me, by the willow tree,
I'll be in the water,
without a sound, forever drowned,
Melancholy's daughter,
Aslant the brook, for pity shook,
the tree that knows my sorrow,
Sweet flowers bewept, as I o'erstepped,
the branches of that willow,
Rue and daisy, rosemary,
on wilting stems so limber,
A pansy for thought, though I be forgot,
I pray you, love, remember,
From my heart, and life depart,
in a watery bower laid,
Birds on wing, soon shall sing,
the song of a death cold maid,
Look for me, by the willow tree,
asleep beneath the water,
garland crowned, I have drowned,
Now I am Death's daughter.