HOW SHOULD I YOUR TRUE LOVE KNOW



How should I your true love know

From another one?

By his cockle hat and staff

And his sandal shoon.



He is dead and gone, lady,

He is dead and gone;

At his head a grass-green turf

At his heels a stone.



White his shroud as the mountain snow,

Larded with sweet flowers.

Which bewept to the grave did not go

With true-love showers.



Note: The forst of Shakespeare's Ophelia's "Mad Songs", Hamlet,

Act IV Scene 5.

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