“You Lovers All, to You I Call”
Description
"You lovers all, to you I call. A story I will tell; How I, a swain, courted in vain A maid none could excel." "I fell in love so hard to move... But to my grief found no relief, for she was pitiless." The singer praises his love's great beauty
References
- BrownIII 293, "You Lovers All, to You I Call" (1 text)
- Roud #12200
- BI, Br3293