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Rh  I set two roses in my mother's land— O mother, dearest mother, give me again thy hand! I must away, I must be gone; When to return, God knows alone! When to return?—when the black crow Bears on his wing plumes white as snow!

I set two roses in my brother's land— O brother, dearest brother, give me again thy hand! I sit two roses in my sister's land— O sister, dearest sister, give me again thy hand! I must away, I must be gone; When to return, God knows alone! When to return?—when the black crow Bears on his wing plumes white as snow!

I set again two roses under a bush of yew— O comrades, dearest playmates, I say my last adieu! No roses shall I set more in this my native land— O parents, brother, comrades, give me once more your hand! I must away, I must be gone; When to return, God knows alone! When to return?—when the black crow Bears on his wing plumes white as snow!

And when I came to the dark fir-tree, An iron kettle my father gave me; And when I came unto the willow, My mother she gave me a cap and a pillow. Woe's me! but those who part can tell How sharp the pain to say farewell!

And when unto the bridge I came, I turned me round and looked back again; I saw no father nor mother more, And I bitterly wept, for my heart was sore. "Woe's me! but those who part can tell How sharp the pain to say farewell!

And when I came before the gate, The bolt was drawn, and I must wait; And when I came to the wooden bench, They said, 'She's but a peevish wench!' "Woe's me! but those who part can tell How sharp the pain to say farewell!

And when I came to the strangers' hearth, They whispered, 'She is little worth'; And when I came before the bed, I sighed, would I were yet a maid! "Woe's me! but those who part can tell How sharp the pain to say farewell!