Come to the greenwood tree, <br />Come where the dark woods be, <br />Dearest, O come with me! <br />Let us rove—O my love—O my love! <br /> <br />Come—'tis the moonlight hour, <br />Dew is on leaf and flower, <br />Come to the linden bower,— <br />Let us rove—O my love—O my love! <br /> <br />Dark is the wood, and wide <br />Dangers, they say, betide; <br />But, at my Albert's side, <br />Nought I fear, O my love—O my love! <br /> <br />Welcome the greenwood tree, <br />Welcome the forest free, <br />Dearest, with thee, with thee, <br />Nought I fear, O my love—O my love!<br /><br />William Makepeace Thackeray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/come-to-the-greenwood-tree/
