Lyrics To Meadows - Jacaszek

To Meadows

Ye have been fresh and green
Ye have been fill’d with flowers
And ye the walks have been
Where maids have spent their hours
You’ve heard them sweetly sing
And seen them in a round:
Each virgin like a spring
With honeysuckles crown’d
But now we see none here
Whose silv’ry feet did tread
And with dishevell’d hair
Adorn’d this smoother mead
Like unthrifts, having spent
Your stock and needy grown
You’re left here to lament
Your poor estates, alone