Strew No More Red Roses

Sow no more red roses, maidens
Leave the lilies in the dew
Pluck, pluck cypress, O pale maidens
Dusk, O dusk the hall with you!
Shall I seek that I may scorn her
Her I loved at eventide?
Shall I ask what faded mourner
Stands at daybreak weeping by my side?
Sow no more red roses, maidens
Leave the lilies in the dew
Pluck, pluck cypress, O pale maidens
Dusk, O dusk the hall with you!