Classic Poem

My heart of gold as true as steel ,
As I me leanid to a bough,
In faith, but if ye love me well —
Lord! So Robin lough.

M Y lady went to Canterbury,
The saint her help to be;
She met with Kate of Malmesbury:
" Why sleepest thou in an apple-tree? "
My heart of gold, &c.

Nine miles to Michaelmas,
Our dame began to brew.
Michael set his mare to grass.
Lord! so fast it snew.
My heart of gold, &c.

" For you, love, I brake my glass;
Your gown is furred with blue.
The devil is dead, for there I was,
Ywis, it is full true.
My heart of gold, &c.

And if ye sleep, the cock will crow;
True heart, think what I say.
Jackanapes will make a mow;
Look, who dare say him nay?
My heart of gold, &c.

I pray you, have me now in mind,
I tell you of the matter.
He blew his horn against the wind;
The cow goeth to the water.
My heart of gold, &c.

Yet I tell you mickle more:
The cat lieth in the cradle.
I pray you, keep true heart in store,
A penny for a ladle.
My heart of gold, &c.

I swear by St. Katherine of Kent,
The goose goeth to the green,
All our dog's tail is brent,
It is not as I ween.
My heart of gold, &c.

Tyrlery lorpin the laverock sang,
So merrily pipes the sparrow;
The cow brake loose, the rope ran home —
Sir, God give you Good-Morrow!
My heart of gold, &c.