Under the ivy bush
One sits sighing,
And under the willow tree
One sits crying: -
Under the ivy bush
Cease from your sighing,
But under the willow-tree
Lie down a-dying.
More verses by Christina Georgina Rossetti
- There's Snow On The Fields
- The Peach Tree On The Southern Wall
- A Chilly Night
- What Does The Donkey Bray About?
- What Are Heavy? Sea-Sand And Sorrow