English poem
When first I met young Henry's eyes
by Anonymous
When first I met young Henry's eyes, His bosom heav'd with tender sighs, His eyes so bright, and sighs did move My heart to give him love for love.
But when my praise he sweetly sung, Such honey'd words dropp'd from his tongue, In vain against such charms I strove, I gave my Henry, love for love.
If truth adorns the gentle swain, No more of fate shall he complain, While all my actions fondly prove, I give my Henry love for love.