pity and tragedy

opal ring on book

are you going to scarborough fair? parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, remember me to one who lives there, he once was a true love of mine.

tell him to find me an acre of land. parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, between the salt water and the sea strand; then he’ll be a true love of mine

plow the land with the horn of a lamb; parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, then sow some seeds from the north of the dam; then he’ll be a true love of mine

tell him to reap it with a sickle of leather; parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, and tie up the sheaves with a rope made of heather; then he’ll be a true love of mine

if he tells me he can’t i’ll reply; parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, “let me know that at least you will try;” then he’ll be a true love of mine

“love imposes impossible tasks,” parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, “though never more than your own heart asks, and i must know you’re a true love of mine”

are you going to scarborough fair? parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, remember me to one who lives there, he once was a true love of mine.

he was once a true love of mine
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~ by gun street girl on May 17, 2011.

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