Charles Hubert Hastings Parry - Lay a garland on my hearse - текст песни (слова)

Lay a garland on my hearse,
 Of the dismal yew,
 Maidens, willow branches bear,
 Say I died true.
  
 My love was false, but I was firm
 From my hour of birth;
 Upon my buried body lie
 Lightly, gentle earth.